we took some drugs

i fell on the bed. my feet were running, but i stayed in one place.
your eyes turned to pieces,
and i wished i'd never been born,
because life can't go on in slow motion,
nothing changing, nobody ever leaving your mind.
and with the years of seconds that passed,
you couldn't possibly understand how
my head felt soft, and i wanted to cry.
if only you would hit my face, make it bleed, and feel nothing but the skin
contacting your fingers. i would be so real. i would be
so
real.