fast. fast untill you starve. wait for your bones to break. taste dust. taste the nothing that once was filled your mouth and wet your tounge for words. beg. beg for every scrape you need to survive. never recieve. go mad. know what it is to love. then loss your mind. this is life. this is what it is to live. this is the only way to feel with intinsity. this is the only way to feel any thing at all. numb your brain then allow the blooks to lift. think of trees and coarse rope. think your old frineds burning the garden. think of his eyes as he staired. think of the smirk and the grin. his chin as he shook a condesnding, saticisfied expressing and walked away.
naked. that moment presses your forever naked. remove that image from his mind. cut that moment from existance and who are you. what shapes a reality forgotten moments after it happens.
new life spung from depression and sadness. space is the hope that often paintes these withered shells.
ripping though the darknest manifest in the night. desire leaves you barren and words fleeting.
i am not saticififed.
where have you been. where are you. who are you. did we ever know.
who am i?
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