keep my skull (on your mantelpiece)

gentle as an ice pick

stop digging in my cranium for a place to sleep
on second thought
don't heal me with your logical fallacies
i plead with dirty hands folded in a shivering lap for you to cease
whispering so gently
cooing like i'm a baby
it does these things to me
things i don't deserve
please don't heed the chatter that emanates
it's a dangerous thing to give me attention
my pulse throbs with a tempered beat
haunted lullabies
ancient songs
your voice in my head where it doesn't belong
lobotomizes the girl with the thickest of skulls
my blood got all over your coat
brain matter covers the floor
i'm sorry i'm sorry oh i'm so very sorry
that you decided to tango
put your shoes back on
leave me
i'll be here letting gods seep out of the hole you conceived

And Athena was born of Zeus's brain. Must've been a killer migraine.

a/n: self-pitying to the point of madness.
ego-centric to the point of calamity.