Red, red the lightflecked glints gleam greener than fireflies christmasing the treesfierier than the fire —
tastes like a world falling apart. the pieces of yourself won’t go down your throat easily. you can’t say how it feels. you choke…
Your decisions are my punishmentsYou take your problems out on meI’m the result of your mistakesYour poor choices
Blissresidesin a kissthat bonds unbind: stairway wide to the stars yogis miss along the long and lonepathwinding nowhere.
Bleed.On the paper.On the white canvas.Not on the minds ofinnocent colorful beings.
He sat on a lightly padded chair still as wood. Hidden beneath the leather, his toe tapped arrhythmically on its own…
So admirable Slow death on a sunny slope Breeds new life And forgoes the omittable Sometime again ago
I want
the kind of want that pulses under your skinbecomes the air you breatheeach delicious bite you takeit consumes…
No need to dress upFor the emptiness of my heartIs more grievous, more horrifying