Did
You Forget? By Erin Cork
Did you forget?
Forger the way you hand stung my cheek.
My cheek bright red and warm
Warm to the touch.
Touch me again? Never!
Never hit me again, you promised
Promised you’d be better
Better, like you used to be.
Be kind again
Be thoughtful like you
Were before,
Before you forgot.
Forgot how to love, how to act
Act like everything’s fine?
Fine? Nothing is fine to me
To me, you seem broken,
Broken, can you be fixed?
Fixed but not whole
Whole? Never again
Again and again you lie.
Lying is your favorite passion
Passion, we used to have,
Have an amazing relationship
Relationship? No more
More hitting,
Hitting and yelling,
Yelling and screaming,
Screaming and crying,
Crying because you have forgotten.
Forgotten how we used to be,
Used to be happy,
Happy and thoughtful.
Thoughtful? Not now
Now you’re cold,
Cold and mean,
Mean and not you.
Did you forget
About us?
Did you forget?
Forger the way you hand stung my cheek.
My cheek bright red and warm
Warm to the touch.
Touch me again? Never!
Never hit me again, you promised
Promised you’d be better
Better, like you used to be.
Be kind again
Be thoughtful like you
Were before,
Before you forgot.
Forgot how to love, how to act
Act like everything’s fine?
Fine? Nothing is fine to me
To me, you seem broken,
Broken, can you be fixed?
Fixed but not whole
Whole? Never again
Again and again you lie.
Lying is your favorite passion
Passion, we used to have,
Have an amazing relationship
Relationship? No more
More hitting,
Hitting and yelling,
Yelling and screaming,
Screaming and crying,
Crying because you have forgotten.
Forgotten how we used to be,
Used to be happy,
Happy and thoughtful.
Thoughtful? Not now
Now you’re cold,
Cold and mean,
Mean and not you.
Did you forget
About us?
Fears in the Dark by Erin Cork
Every single night,
When the lights are out
I seem to be in fright
I want to scream and shout.
Every night in bed,
With no lights over head
I close my eyes instead
Try not to think of dark.
Though there is no light,
I am no longer with doubt
I still put up a fight
I still want to scream and shout.
I try to stay strong
It only lasts so long
So I pretend nothing is wrong.
I’m still left with the mark
Across my wrist
I try not to remember
I am forever pissed
About what happened in September
No one knows
So I stay closed
Because that’s how it goes
I’ll forever be lost in the dark
Every single night,
When the lights are out
I seem to be in fright
I want to scream and shout.
Every night in bed,
With no lights over head
I close my eyes instead
Try not to think of dark.
Though there is no light,
I am no longer with doubt
I still put up a fight
I still want to scream and shout.
I try to stay strong
It only lasts so long
So I pretend nothing is wrong.
I’m still left with the mark
Across my wrist
I try not to remember
I am forever pissed
About what happened in September
No one knows
So I stay closed
Because that’s how it goes
I’ll forever be lost in the dark
Why pretend by Erin Cork
No soothing sounds come from this noise,
Music? This is not music. its obnoxious, it’s horrible, it’s no good, it’s noise,
You like it just because they do you don’t even understand it,
This crap is not music; it shakes your car as you have it blasting so loud that the neighbors wake up
You dance nastily to it like its ok to be acting sexually in public
The nasty sound encouraging your nasty behavior.
Tribal chanting to the rhythm of a synthesized beat, thank you Webster
The beat is loud, it shakes your body while you sit on the bass
The words are vulgar, annoying, degrading, said over and over
The artist speaks in circles, He’s Redundant
Ignorant in his influence
It sounds good to you because it sounds good to them, you follow them around
You do everything they do; you let her slutty body grind against you
As this horrid sound plays around you
You chant along to the awful noise, you call it singing?
Why! Why do you like it!?
The real answer is, you don’t, they do, so why pretend that you do too?
Stop pretending, stop chanting, stop making noise to make noise, stop being ignorant
Stop following people that couldn’t care less, and stop listening to this crap they call music
No soothing sounds come from this noise,
Music? This is not music. its obnoxious, it’s horrible, it’s no good, it’s noise,
You like it just because they do you don’t even understand it,
This crap is not music; it shakes your car as you have it blasting so loud that the neighbors wake up
You dance nastily to it like its ok to be acting sexually in public
The nasty sound encouraging your nasty behavior.
Tribal chanting to the rhythm of a synthesized beat, thank you Webster
The beat is loud, it shakes your body while you sit on the bass
The words are vulgar, annoying, degrading, said over and over
The artist speaks in circles, He’s Redundant
Ignorant in his influence
It sounds good to you because it sounds good to them, you follow them around
You do everything they do; you let her slutty body grind against you
As this horrid sound plays around you
You chant along to the awful noise, you call it singing?
Why! Why do you like it!?
The real answer is, you don’t, they do, so why pretend that you do too?
Stop pretending, stop chanting, stop making noise to make noise, stop being ignorant
Stop following people that couldn’t care less, and stop listening to this crap they call music
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