SPIN

It all stands too still in front of me
His eyes focus on my lip stitch seem
Cause when I put death to myself
I dream of the ocean
That swept away the old me
Into the abyss
Of what would eventually
Take over me
He took me down
To the dwell of my deepest sorrow I've ever sung
Into the sewer of my own mind
Of all the places I never wanted to find
But I'm always hiding
Because I know it will destroy me or who I ought to be
And really…
It was all so justified
All of the lies and deception
The plans and the execution
He swallowed me whole and spit me back out wet
Waiting to feel cold and alone
But being warm
And as much as I want to swim in his water
In his arms and in his lips
I throw my fingers to his throat and try to squeeze
some life in to his bones
But He's gone again
And I want to join him
I wanted to be there first
To make it perfect for us together
Gather all of those purple lilacs that grow in the
yard
I wanted to make them white and clean
My little girl is swimming in him
Growing in another yard
I'm his bridge
He stews under me but always sinks in the end
But I can breathe for him,
Only so he can pretend to be alive
'Cause I know what a burden it can be in this town
To be beautiful, yet dead
But I am still alive and breathing choking on the
smoke in the air
Hoping that no one notices me and everyone notices me
Inhale
I exhale with a new thought and I forgot what I was
saying here
Tomorrow it will come again

Jennifer Smythe is from Los Angeles and now lives in Nashville, Tennessee.  She is constantly trying to find the balance between good girl and bad.