all those beautiful fucking words?
tied up and twisting and choking me?
i am drowning in your eyes and lies and bottles of something to make me think this is life but it isn't and i am running so far so fast and fucking mirrors trying to break them but i can still see me bloody and falling and not wanting anyone to catch me and that train will take me somewhere far from where i need to be and i don't mind at all. it will be so dark
when i get to you
fuck me
for thinking i could ever get to you
not from here
my rotting
warm wet insides will be solace for you and maybe even me for a minute or two
please tear them out and wear them like something pretty and don't bother talking words are letters dyslexic and in languages i never understood
where was i
ever
i gave something life and what life will it be?
i've been banished from anyplace that could ever matter
i've been raped by everyone who ever looked at me and saw something other than what i wanted them to
right now i am begging you to do it again
if i had a gun that was not of my own making i would eat it but instead...
this.
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