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Don't you like it?
The pretty colour,
Seeping out of your simple paper cut,
Making you feel a little less stronger.
So pretty,
Domineering,
Dogmatic in its little ways,
Getting to your mind.
Alowing you the want to die,
Whispering its little pleas to escape the infected body you constantly feed.
Pushing you,
To starve yourself,
And all you know,
To become a skeleton,
Alike to the ones hidden in your heart's very closet,
Drowning so slowly.
Causing those you love the pain you seem to make so unintentionaly,
Eventually realizing your all alone now.
Bleeding slowly,
Reaching for nothing,
As they laugh and cry,
Behind your bleeding back..
Even when you die.
The pretty colour,
Seeping out of your simple paper cut,
Making you feel a little less stronger.
So pretty,
Domineering,
Dogmatic in its little ways,
Getting to your mind.
Alowing you the want to die,
Whispering its little pleas to escape the infected body you constantly feed.
Pushing you,
To starve yourself,
And all you know,
To become a skeleton,
Alike to the ones hidden in your heart's very closet,
Drowning so slowly.
Causing those you love the pain you seem to make so unintentionaly,
Eventually realizing your all alone now.
Bleeding slowly,
Reaching for nothing,
As they laugh and cry,
Behind your bleeding back..
Even when you die.
Literature
Childhood Memories
Time became lost,
As i relived the memories flashing through my mind.
Wanting to explode from my mouth,
Poisonous words clawing up my throat, choking me.
The words i had practiced over and over again in front of the same mirror for years
It was dragged back down my throat,
Dissolving into the acid of my belly,
Never to be heard,
But by the ears of my screeching mind.
They could tell that they had gone over the line.
A simple question had been asked,
Then silence clung to the awkward room.
She realized her mistake
Concerned when signs of anguish showed in the flash of eyes
Quickly looking away,
My jaws clenching.
"So, tell us all about
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i fade with
stilted shots, the audience
waits for me. choking. oh god
how could this happen
with my throat
twisted up
and my head bound tight
in ropes i'm not sure i want to
untie? snap my brittle
wrists. i'm losing again,
numbers scaling down to a
place i should not be.
a parasite is swallowing
my energy. tests are negative.
i breathe.
--
just as i drift
into
pale, fading sleep,
his fingernails
claw through
the
material of
my skull.
i don't know who he is but i remember
the wooden floor beneath me
the length of my hair
catching under my back
as i struggle
and
how it felt when he
left me on the floor,
limp
tear stre
Literature
Where Have You Gone?
Where have you gone, lover of mine?
Where have you been, this unending time?
Have you gone on a train, to a place far away,
Where the mountains sing and the sycamores sway?
Have you taken a boat to an island alone,
Where you sit and you think as you toss a cool stone?
Have you leaped on a plane to see new skies,
Where you watch shining stars with tired, worn eyes?
Have you just walked along roads with rotting old signs,
Where the locals count up your hard liquor fines?
Have you met someone new, sweet, and bright,
Who listens to your stories until late at night?
Have you made a friend that lends a hand,
Who will be by your side in the dirt a
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Inspired by a conversation w/ Blake and something else...I can't remember it though >.< Damn.
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strong i love it, to feed the infected body.love it.strong