Integrity. He laughs.
Posterity. He Laughs...
I was once a prisoner enslaved by my own lies,
trying to stay positive but every dream I've known...
Im bruised, and Im battered, Im beaten inside.
This pain in my heart Im finding so hard to hide...
Passing by the world is a blur,
Places in time long forgotten...
These words don't rivet attention,
Heard only through the mind...
He died inside me
left to new fresh flesh...
Aphrodisia;
Her shivering moan...
She purses her eyelids
In contorted vain...
Her fingerprints-
the withering sheets...
With reluctant, fumbling feet,
A heart of awkward guilt...
A distortion;
A convulsing heatwave...
And there she hid-
An anomalous recluse...