Smelyalata
Crushing, cranal, contentsI'm noting more then an engrossed heroin addict. I am lavished with the thought of drowing my veinsCrushing, cranal, contents
with that tender sulfur leaking inside my body. watching the needles break my flesh. looking over only to find my nails digging into the carpet. waiting untill the catastrophe steaming slop, Splattering all over me. Bashing my skull on to whatever is near,
dragging it towards the sharped edge of this table. suddenly violence becomes my new way of life. Bringing my skin-less hands to my dried eyes, slowly they creep over them. sinking them inside, my hears bleed from
Twisting, Ripping your viens.Somewhere down below, down below the surface the crust of the world. Where you trampled all over, I watched you from the corner of my slashed eyes. Even after all the times, the days where short and the hours were to long. i'd stand there watchingTwisting, Ripping your viens.
I'll take my life and I'll shove it down your throat. Heres my hand watch it as it slides down your skin Look now do you feel that pain sinking in? I'm ready for a fight that I'll never win
hi d.a.
Neglect
It's sorta scary to think about for me.
--
Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp,
Or what’s a heaven for?
Robert Browning, English poet (1812-1889)
It just shows different feelings that I need to express. =o
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