n

They want me dead or alive

They want to gouge my eyes

They've been waiting forever to judge

So they have a legitimate grudge

The bones tighten and crack in my back

Twisting out of my skin, but I'm still intact

Or so I'd have myself believe

The sane thoughts I could never conceive

Lecture me

Tell me what I'll never be

My sickness is deficiency

And right now I'm the enemy

And now your public frenemy

This happens yet again to me

You are just a literalist

I can see the end of this

You're pouring out of my wrists

Show me hate

I cannot anticipate

So roll the dice and play your fate

Your temper runs a little late

I won't die without you dying first

First is worst, if you survive you're the curse

Broken, waiting, contemplating

Why hate life when it's so easy to die

Why tell the truth when we all lie

Why endure when you know there's no cure

Why to cleanse what will never be pure

Tangled veins are your only remains

If you want me to be something so much

Then why don't you be it?

If what I do in my life offends you

Why are you talking to me?

Go away

Go away

Become a stray

and let me breathe

No questions please

But assume the worse as always

It's about me

It's about you

It's about the world

And you know who

I bought you a ribbon

I can't wait until we're all colours

I can't wait to my body cracks and cuts open

and we all flow as one collective river

a tide of our souls

floating amongst eachother

Open wide like cadillac doors

escape your future

all those days in the basement

your were telling my fortune

I was peddling secrets

You were selling my disguise

all the dancers were dancing

all the singers were singing

and you were no where to be found

You don't know what will happen

But if you don't care

No one else does

Where the thieves sleep

things will go away
today or tomorrow
how ever times decides to flow

apart or together

Whatever is pushing down wont let up

I am lost in a crowd full of strangers

I can't retrace my steps or stop and think

I am not your little brother

I'm not a man either

I'm wandering the road between

But it's all the same to you

The tag along to help you out

But of course you don't need me

Why would you?

These veins would make a terrible necklace

And you could never draw a crown out of my rigid rib cage

So what is it?

Where is this hook in my mouth that you constantly pull?

And my escape is your entertainment

The act is wider than our dimension

But the message is quieter than the sound of a blink

As loud as a sneeze that never happened

As vivid as a thought never thought

Does my sound pulse your thoughts

Or do you just bite into my throat

Do you just feed while we starve?

I will be in your shadows watching

And every blink of yours is another moment off guard

I know when you're watching and when you're not

I will pull myself out of you

Even if I lose some fingers

You'll never take it all

You may have your strings

But I will burn the whole rope

While at the other end

Another section is declared a war zone

I can't battle all these evils

But all my enemies are cowards

All the angels are smoking

And they're ashing on us

Your soft pale skin

Turns into rust

"Yes" can be just as empty as it is meant to be sure

You've got spiders crawling in your conscience

They're making webs for you

You've got smoke under your eyelids

Burning and turning your perspective

The moment's disengaging

Your energy is a phoenix

My skin is ripping from the interior

My soul is squeezing through my bones

I'm rusting but sharper than ever

I'm cutting everything open

Everyone always wants more out of life

I want less

I want nothing but simplicity

Just and only sleep

Forever.

Application 105, the great escape.

When I inhale, I feel it enter my temple

My golden lungs are turned to rust

The sharp edges pierce my body from inside

When I exhale, a terror forms

A cloud of desire and jealousy paint the room

The atmosphere is only tension

The directed look at the floor to avoid contact

Nothing on the floor could be as important as your pending stare

The x on my face is where you'll dig

This story is far from over

This night is far from sober

The relevance is burning out between the survivors

And the dying are being healed

Sell me the sky

And make it a deal

I've been dying to talk

But I can't get your feel

I am empty

Folded in half with a staining creece

Rotten ugly

At best deceased

it's nothing personal

You're an embarrassment

So don't fall asleep

You've been dead for a week

"But this takes so long"

It's in the air

So don't breathe like you care

When somethings wrong

It's time that we all fade

Lay in the bed we made

I wish that we could trade

Your life for my grave

In-depth and always late

Take time to contemplate

Patience excused for fate

I think it's about to break

This is the depiction of the tone and content that will follow this itself.

I am sick, young and slowly hated

The collection of names keeps me frustrated

You are rash, dead and causing troubles

The virus of life that constantly doubles

The rush of anxiety in which my generation believes is unknown to prior generations is just retarded. Fuck feelings or any one who has ever felt them. I don't care if this has happened, will happen, or never has happened, because it is what I am. No one understands, and everyone understands, the consistent failure of daily habits, the directionless methods used to spawn more fog to try to see through. Repetition is the enemy, stale and inedible for the mind, unwanted.

The need for the hollywood scene that omits these boring procedures of life, how it is craved and how we are carved into the perfect flies to only observe and be swatted during interference. How small are we, and how very sad. We sleep quietly tucked away from all, while our bodies get ready to absorb more tension and pain, the hours become imaginary as a blink shoves us from midnight to morning. Why bother have the fire burning when there is not enough wood for the night? Why fish for food when you will be starving in hours? Why use an example when the situation is perfectly applicable to everything else? Frame a picture if it makes you smile, but realize that you're smiling for no reason, and that the moment the picture was taken can never be revived; imitation is possible, aswell as alteration but not replication.

An effortless expression

A desired confession

Go find god, where ever you may. Let him be the bus coming on time, let him be the nickel under your shoe, let him keep your family together, let him tare your life apart, let him do whatever you allow him to. Save yourself the embarassment.

I don't want to be like everyone else, I don't want to be like everyone who is not everyone else. How do you escape, how do you run away from the sky falling, the world collapsing, life? Easy, buy cigarettes.

Goddammit

Only a few moments until I'm followed

And this heart will become hollowed

With a stupid poetic disguise

While the frustration multiplies

Constant Complications

Some of my best friends have had faces too

What is this worth to you?

Pretty things are burning and you're running out of time

The sweat brushes off

Falls on my shirt

And sinks in

Spreads like veins

Anticipation

Complication

Infatuation

Nullification

Internal

External

Stunning without a charm

How lonely we are

As that teenage camera angle gracefully floats above the nuclear family house

Stomach aches

Whatever it takes

I'm sure i'll end up fine

Black to white

Reverse

Start immediately

Temper and heat, the 05 visit of the dress. What a sad day for the vulture of sadness.

Here's a last minute note of loathing

Don't forget your soul

Don't forget the dream

As easy as it seems

It will fade

Attached emotions will flow through

And be released

The troubles will remain

But not to your liking

You are the consequence

The blue dress will never visit you

But will it be okay?

The promise will be broken

The pressures on

I wonder where the world is at

Somewhere on hiatus from you

How could you blame them

You were not there and thus failure took over

A song is medicine that masks the pain

A poem is a clean shave until growth resumes

Pain is stupid and so is thinking

Clear your mind and pass through emotions

In and out

And in

And out

Finish

Destroy again.

on and off

If practice makes perfect then I am the perfect failure

Trying accumulates to pain and frustration

Good intentions are cursed

The rewarding feeling of aiding another is a set up

The trance elects the metronome

The moment spills into a plastic cup

And paints your night with a star in the sky

Reveals that you've never been alive

You're a letter slid under the door into a late night violet shaded room

It's tomorrow night

On the walk home in the rain

Couple more blocks

The late city night

From what the morning spit out

The elegant lampshade guiding you home

The yellow tinge bouncing on that faulty concrete

How did this night end?

Have you met your teenage quota

This night is a hidden tragedy

Is this betrayal or revenge?

It doesn't bother you

The world has come together much sooner than we expected

All of our banished thoughts are in no need to be neglected

The flowers are born yet again

Except now they are forever

To make the dirt interesting

Such beautiful things they are

What good is a word scratched in your heart

Just waiting to bleed

Waiting to betray you

Back to the paradise

In which was always dreamed

Have you taken advantage yet?

Rip out the spine of the sky

And let the stars fall on you

For your tainted wishes could not be carried

That boy is a man

And he will do what he can

Folded papers

Day 1
Everything was perfect, there was no need for imagination

That could possibly steer us straight

Avoiding a landmark in history

A flower gloomed that very morning

What a tragedy

In an instance we were all saved

For everything we were or had done

It felt as though a baby picked up by their mother

Those arms were back holding us up

It's strange, the fools we are

How naive and deadly

From shoulders down I can feel it

just at the bottom of my neck

where my body becomes like every other body

In a few moments

A rough brick will be dragged across his heart

Leaving a scar and a mark

Of a previous question

Or collection

Of the empty mind

Or the empty world

Sometimes it's a blur

And sometimes it's not

But your tender bones

And your easy skin

They break constantly

And what flows tunes me

A cold walk home with a desolate dream

An old dusty book forgetting a theme

And all the same until the dirt beneath us breathes

And swallows us whole as the prey we are

We'll burn out like torches

Cheers to the future regrets

Leaving us nice and tender

Consistently waiting to break

The only window you break

Is the one that's broken

With a falling smile

And a fading frame

The only window you break

Is the one of sanity

Which you should have never looked in initially

Oh but poor paper in misery

We'll repeat our history

That we once almost missed

one thousand pictures and I can't get past the first

Crooked nights of pain and mislead anxiety

Feeling left out with a lack of propriety

Excess poems and rhymes to maintain hope and soul

Never prevails and your left out of control

The bishop took the queen and left the king all alone

But the queen left long before and the king didn't know

So get yourself out this maze of nostalgia

The best years are over and your breeding bacteria

Concentrate on the great or just on the loss

Many years back never thought of the cost

But waiting still patient for the next episode

The "been too long" and the crossing of the roads

But not the co-joint or straight to the point

Only the fading of a ripple to leave me crippled

With fingers fixed and palms broke

I await to reflect on the words you spoke

Its hard to think that whole lives have been lived before we were born

Procrastination has led to spiritual rewards

Never has a day lived without oxygen

Never was forever but now the covers blown

You left it all in pieces in a basket

Tattered flaws will get you in a casket

Everything is moving way to fast now

These feelings that I'm feeling are just so unappealing

I wish I could find an easy way out of here

But nothings on my mind until the timers up

Are you in your head?

The flowers that you pick smell that of nothing

Which leaves decisions unattended

I know that you're not offended

But the scars from part time jobs are wearing down now

An invention for prevention is out of the question

It's this fear and confusion

In which I spoke, an illusion

That withdrew your footprint on my tongue

You may have your charms but your luck is gone away

Another nail being dragged down my face

I know what I'm doing wrong

And yes, I knew it all along

4 stanzas 2 rhyme schemes and nothing else

If you truly wish

You can not exist

And take the life from your wrists

Dearly noted, and unmissed

Another infliction

From the prior competition

My better is my worse

At best and rehearsed

You may grow old

While your pockets bloom mold

And sooth your anxiety

With emotional variety

There will never be a winner

Only grudges and a sinner

And a pact to turn better

By writing a lovely letter

Desperate Silence

You know that spite is right

That's hidden amongst the thunder

Or at the bottom of an empty sea

The lights, they flicker on and off

As my drunk body cools off on the ground

Of this summer heat attacking my soft swollen body

Come take your gravity back

I'd rather be floating

The stars

They wait all day for you

Just so you can call them beautiful

I need nothing else of course

Except for what you promised me

Which was a curse

Assume what is not of your nature

And assimilate into a new process

In which guilt is hidden

And lungs are free

Don't point that anger at me

Ready for roulette

This ghost town is inhabited by the one soul I wish not to see

Justice donor

Poor may

I could not leave you lonely and sober

You see I've been busy

But I never forgot you

The lies you made me tell

The jokes you made me make

The story of the hand around the waist

The rejection of a taste

But not regarded as the spark of waste

I watched you walk by

And gave no respect to your rhythm

No attention to your detention

No affection to your reflection

How lovely we are

14

I've felt the world in creation

Through excess pain and hours

A bold white shape

Erasing and expanding

I've seen the 7 different ways

With breaks from reality

It's time I cut to the chase

Dancing around, what a waste

Aiming forever at this target

Sinking in a mental tar pit

You always talk

But never hear

But don't get mad

I'm insincere

I'd like to cut you up good

The thing that all friends should

This secret sleeps in my hate

I can already see your fate

In with the new out with the old

She walks on in and I am sold

So much contradiction, it must be fiction

should I repeat the question? no

just go

use me abuse me excuse me did you lose me?

all your bullshit is taking a toll

Pull the rope that leads no where

I'm nothing

Or soon will be

Only to turn into something

Which fades with the tide

You all promised more then this

But now I soak in despair

I'll follow the stars

Once again

And then only listen to what I want to hear

Oh darling, so sincere

Stretch my only across my face until it breaks

Solve my puzzled soul

Trap me in my contraption

Set me free with these broken wings

Feathers on the floor are just evidence of a failure

Another down for the team of myself

Everyone once left me and I hated them

Now I have to leave everyone

My love

My friends

My family

My self

For nothing

But a dime in the palm of a boy

With a rusted future ready to crack

Come kiss my dead lips

Send me off for war

Drag me across town like the dagger they put in your back

Tell me stories like they sold you kindly

Keep me here

Send me away

Love me for never

Dance without a beat

Extract these veins

And wrap them around my arms

So each can be pulled in contradicting directions

Because I am taring myself apart

Oh sweetness

My only sweetheart

Leave me empty on the floor

The fire gazes into my eyes

As I have come complete

Outwards or Onwards

The mission failed in the morning

It was to no ones surprise

Not even mine

I will follow the trail

That has no end

Constantly in change

Yet again

To lead me sober

A life soon over

Thus incomplete

In defeat

Things that don't matter

I'm a thief

With broken teeth

and listen to my song

It's about nothing

And a friend who's a fiend

But i'm the one who's wrong

Never was sorry about it

Learn about it

I'm indifferent

It's what she's all about

The birds that sing

with her silent scream

Eyes opening on command

5 days in 24 hours

Without a care in the world

Without anything

I'd do anything to be her

But never would I steal

Stealing innocence is the worst crime possible

Innocence is the only thing that is pure

She lay in bed

While music flows into her

and out

everything reminds me of her

Linens in pieces

This one is for the older

the one that you made colder

And your adolescent tongue

That always keeps you young

Your song about hate

But you couldn't wait

Are your hands clean?

Living life at the seem

An invisible angle

But not for me, I say no

Testify

Growing into a mold unfit for posture

An upside down tree with it's face in the dirt

Smiles fade when you want change

Don't be so fragile

You were too smart to find an answer

Now you bath daily in your cancer

From an empty, lust driven decision

You sign your own petition

I told you so

You're Game I couldn't play

But some how I own the highest score

I fought to destroy myself

In my self created war

If your not worth it

What's worth fighting for

You were the scratch

That became a tore

[And if you would so very kindly,

Follow me into the next room]

Whom nobody loves

Your sole purpose is to be hated

One life with the face of three

Hung by the manufactured trees

Your cold metal steel of a spine

You cannot dream of a paradise

An internal alarm clock pulses once a minute

I am sorry this was your fate

You poor red light

together apart

Lay me down dead in my grave

There is nothing left to save

Everything he wanted, I gave

And to him I became a slave

I've taken my time

What's mine is mine

But you have to go and take everything

So I hide behind

What's supposed to be my spine

But you won't be happy, you never are

I can't survive the monsters

And now that I have some praise

I can finally end my days

become something else I hate

then suffer the same fate

Holding hands for life death situations

The grey sky sends me smiles

Young handsome men

with their adorable counterparts

dressed for a night of street lights and warm air

Untold stories

Those who die young are blessed

There is no tragedy

only beauty

I've filled the cup that is my heart to the top

And I've poured it down your blouse

So when you wear your stained shirt

You will always remember

How cold and awkward it was

When I sold you my love for a kiss

With the rebate of your love

You've resurrected these dusty veins

Ignited my flame

You caught me off guard

Thank god I couldn't defend

I keep my memories of you in a desk

I've drawn out our nights in a book

Let's get out of here

Let's go somewhere

See how far this half tank takes us

See how long these cigarettes last

I want to spin this way forever

The way I spin with you

I want the breathe for ever

The air I breathe for you

I lay awake under tangeled covers

Laughing about your sweet voice

I hope we can be one, one day

Although we are everytime our tongues meet

I drop you off

Regretting every second of it

What a horrible crime scene

We're both killing eachother

I love her more then I hate myself

It's beautiful.

$150

Where do I go from here?

These days have trampled my smile

There is no end

I am tired of running around

Desperate for an alternative

Aside from the only obvious

I am all deserving however

And in my attempts to breathe my lungs collapse

This mess I am in

I have darkened the clouds

No light will shine through

I hear breathing down the hall

Please end

The magic word refuses to help

To be in a dark forest on a cold winter night

Trying to escape to find a familiar reality

But once you get out, you are on the wrong side

So you go back in and get lost again

Shivers and coughs are your first checkpoint

Double check your zipped layers

How horrible of a night

What a disaster

I need a medic

To bring back my life

I am failing in every direction there is

Well almost.

A ballad for guns.

The enemy has come out

A little late, on her time

She's had her eye on that weapon

She just needed you to use it on

This is her last goodbye

And then you'll choke

Your seed is not a plant

And it does not need you

Fitting molds with your life away

So desperate to escape

Why would you stay?

Go away

You say nothing, because you're not afraid

I'm busy now, because you have been played

We're running, because you're not afraid

It's busy and risky, because you have been played

I'm glad to see you all breaking down

You were laughing but now you're out of breath

Without your contents

Or your fine sense

For your control of your future.

Then why did you replace the light bulb when you knew this one would just burn out?

Put your hope in your hands

Or in your case, between your thighs

And guide your city skies

You've achieved temporary success

Now please give it a rest

You call your pain art

While you see in the dark

You left behind a small world

And now you want back in

Things got rough

And you've stained your skin

I applaud the inevitable

Why not play on it's side?

On the other hand, why bother?

If you are liked, then you are rewarded.

But despite your efforts, it will hurt you if you're in it's way.

Inevitable

Always keeping secrets

So very spoiled

Everything you want will happen

You think for no others

And this is accepted

I'd love to see you engulfed in flames.

A gesture of love and suicide.

You made a mess

Just like you always do

And I solemnly clean it

I've taken the fall

Just like I always do

So you can appreciate it

It's nothing new

My sewed lips mouth a message

And it gets to you on time

With enough time for you to ignore it

The sun won't shine

Today or tomorrow

Or that day which you hold

-

ever so close to your heart

while you run in the dark

I'm leaving this place now

I'll find my haven else where

And you know exactly how

Just as you 'exactly' don't care

I pile the boxes to the ceiling

And they all fall on me

With no surprise

I won't get up on my feet

I'm sick of this

everything I was

everything I'll be

A backfire I had not expected so soon

The eight, is now symbolic of what it was against

And soon your sky will become your ground

As you fall endlessly in directions you cannot tell

We're all alone at the end of the day.

Monthly anti-corporation time

You can take my home

You can take my pride

You can leave me with

No place to hide

You can break my bones

Mutilate my eyes

Trick me into hate

Through your own disguise

But I'll never smile for you

You can never take my face

I will hold down through

It was not me

Who stole your spine

So it won't make it right

For you to steal mine

I won't be afraid of you

Shuffled under your creaking stairs

I will evolve and destroy

Rip the truth out from your dares

Let's play a game of roulette

If you lose, you forget

~Spite

I'm just so empty

I can hear the horses running

I wish I was one of those people who makes 100,000 a year and hates every second of their life

The ripples of my actions mean nothing to me

I mean nothing to me

Everything is now nothing to me

Something went wrong

An 'accident'

And now I'm stranded

Carved out and hollow

I'll mail you my smiles

Waking up in a place I don't recognize

I'm absorbing and reflecting

I've stolen your spite

This clock won't stop ticking

I've tried everything

It uses no electricity

But myself instead

The damn glass is broken

I can't tell how much time is left in the day

My day at least

All I can hear is the ticking that is synchronized with my heart beat

It's counting

Constantly counting

She walks on clouds

In front of sunshine

Hand in hand with the sky

With the universe smiling on her

I am the cloud that breaks

The one that takes away her sunshine

Rips her hands out from the skies

Makes the universe forget about her

If only my heart would explode

I would be content at the least

Dependency is a characteristic of one who is fragile and weak

I hate what I am

I'm jealous of them

Chew out my veins

Stop all these pains

Stupid and young

My song has been sung

David Keis

I want to sink into the ground

and have my body be replaced by maggots

and the ongoing agony will become empty

like a broken glass, scattered and infinitely broken

I want to coat my throat with words of hope

that will make no difference in the endless effort

Rekindling old memories

Of frosted skin and cycled uncomfortabilities

Let the warmth of these rusted chords embrace you

and tare you apart like no other

across the storm and under the lungs

Answers and Questions go hand in hand

like lovers

which is comparable because she is the answer to my question

to pic[k] the topic was a miserable decision

however the topic picked me

and leeched my salvation

like a flower plucked of its pedals

and pollen drained

leaves torn

etcetera

The rain on the mans jacket

falling briefly between seconds

over his sewed rips and cleaned stains

and ruined his moment of waiting for the bus

She is the star that guides me home

She is a colour I can paint the sky with and not be ashamed

I fear I am hopeless and for that am digging a whole comfortable for all

I make what I am

I should become what I was supposed to be

The fear is dominant over myself and any other emotions I ever had

The chances that everything turns out okay is unlikely

Not all the nu-raggae in the world could save me

Though it is a good oppressor

I am like a pack of cigarettes

I will not last

So enjoy what you have

Before you realize you just finished the pack

I am so afraid.

Second hand suicide.

Dig up bones you've already buried

It was her that night who's tears I carried

It's either you or me

But I cannot speak

So I'll wait it out

Until you grow weak

Look at their faces

Feeling down

These pictures drawn out

To hurt some more

That's just the way it is

Everyone has broken down

Cried once before

In a dark room

that which the light struggles to breathe

I have found the adam

He is without his eve

But this is a trick he can't hide up his sleeve

A tongue without words to say says too much

That I will forever own your touch

And you can think of this as a rope on your neck

Or you can drown yourself in your disrespect

You can swear every word you've ever heard

Or just bury yourself in yourself

A cloud melts into rain, and the rain freezes into ice

Smiles are infected and I am no better

The comparison and attempt is a give away

For a quote and reference that is abstract

The honest disguise is just a way to lie to yourself

My conscious has the finest teeth

It uses them to bite and tare into me

I've never wanted to be worse then anyone

Never wanted to be better

A constant itch that started years ago

Has forgot it's innocence and lived in my home

The seed that grows out of my skull

Cracks it dull and all is flowers

Just beautiful flowers

Which you cannot judge

The most beautiful of all

The rose

You can never touch it though

The pain is instantaneous and continuous

Can you say that's stopped you before?

It is the temptation and frustration of being held back

We become explosions over night

And light the sky when the sun is empty

And the clouds burn for hours while we sit and smile

A theme is a box you cannot leave

Themeless is without direction

Is there a safe approach to this

More then likely there is not

I'm letting myself down.

O'S & X'S

And so, the story goes

uncontrolled and decomposed

I know

The lights, make so much sound

radiant smiles, and tribal vibes

"How do you get off a moving train?" she says

selling smiles in stalls

It's a race between death and patience

You either hurry up or slow down

When do you give in?

It's never too late to forget the past

I lie,

It's always too late to forget the past

Lucky me, making the decision that works best in the long run

I am personally just warming up

Stretching every inch of skin I normally spared

I am ready to run

And it appears we've fallen

However, why stop running just because you've fallen?

Yes I have a scab on my knee

The first couple days, I couldn't forget it, I had to keep scratching the scab

After that it was just an inconvenience, It wasn't bothering me as much but I kept noticing it

Now the scab is almost gone, this phase may be a bit longer, but sooner or later there will be a brand new knee, ready to bend, run, jump, whatever.

Blue and Nice

She hurt me so

But I let it go

My love for her

Lets me endure

Though scars exist

Inside the wrist

My scabs will heal

And we will feel

I meant to write more on the matter but I have become preoccupied with other useless shit :(

More lates.

X's and O's

I want to sink to the bottom of the ocean

I want to cut myself open and bleed out my emotions

No matter where I go

I can hear them laugh

Her fragile body

Within my arms reach

She lays her head on my lap

While I prepare my speech

I'm out for hours

In search of her

Despite her mistakes

I'm searching for things that were

Screaming the air from my lungs

If I accept her, will it be enough for her?

I am the best architect there is

I built my very own enemy

And it destroyed me like no other

I'm walking over others

I'm walking over everyone

But i'm the one with footprints on my back

There is no music for this chapter

Oh the hands touching

An empty face

A swollen heart

When our arms fold over eachother

And you are the eclipse to my thoughts

I tried to tell her so

But my translation was lost between my teeth

And the words came out as a picture with no one in it

Only colours that don't match

Then for this cause I am immature

Because I've diluted myself with substances unpure

To die for what I feel for

While I feel myself dying

In this storm with heavy thunder

I can't help but wonder

Where the water has seized to fall

Through the cracks that are appreciated

And the rain will sleep on my chest

While the concrete becomes home to the rest

And within the moment of flashing beauty

My breath escapes its ribbed cage

While she cuts herself and turns the page

Because there is no moment in this horrible story

That comfort can be taken in the words "I'm sorry"

Though I loved the taste when fed to me

And my selfish spine and my worthless mind created a reason

That I could go on with this and feel human

Oh the words were true

She broke me, and she got to choose

Flowers stained and rusted

In this home I call my heart

I'll never know what I wanted

And i'll never feel the same again

She said I was her lover, I wasn't even her friend

As I finely removed her devilish instrument from my vertebrae

She puts in yet another

10 cigarettes and a drop of body heat later, the third is in the front

Oh my little girl

My very special girl

Who dragged me into a world that I never thought could exist

The night before I loved her, but the night of I did not

The strings of her around me, I had finally been caught

Oh Jess my little girl, I watched you destroy my world, and you laugh at me for it.

The ones who truly care, I disregard

The one who didn't care, I show her my card

This is a puzzle that will never be complete

These are the words of a stolen boy, who has accepted his defeat.

How bizarre

I came home and my house sold itself

Now I am homeless

I seem to still be sticking around my old house though

I don't understand how it could've sold itself

I mean

It was my house

Shouldn't I have moved out first?