I've come to realize that she's just like a drug...
She'll make you crave her and you'll never...
Stand on the obsidean cliffs
at the edge of the world with me...
Delicacies turn to ashes.
Quiet paper rests on fragile tongues...
Abysmal elegy whispers nuclear poetry,
artificial within enliven cosmic volcano...
Talk big and watch the sky bleed,
mirrored in the lake that is my eyes...
She laid on her side
in red satin sheets...
Many figures gathered
In the courtroom of a thousand sins...
Rip out the veins through my skin,
choke my lungs as I stare at the ceiling...
The world plumits around me,
my heart slowly shreading into pieces...
You ruin my life,
You make me sad...
Creeping up the steps to this foreign house
fear is overwhelming, I'm quiet as a mouse...
5-14-08
Look at me/# 7...