Saturday, August 11, 2012

Heartless

A time when im sick and unhealthy.
Ill grab anyone who breathes.
Like im stuck in a pit,
Trying not to die,
but possibly dragging others down,
To die with me.
With no regard of their well-being,
I assume I subconsciously
Take form as a monster
To survive without caring how
Even if its at the plight of another.

This sick and dark part of me,
Wants to fuck every girl
That comes in the latter.
To make them cum
And shake
To breathe
And quake
While my head grows larger.

I want to take care of my friends,
and not gloat from a horse above the heights of men.

Im afraid this love is a disaster.
That she's a liar,
A cold disregard for this heart
On fire.
That shell never show face,
For some reason that can't be
explained.
Because she can't talk
of course, because of the guy
She has to live with,
Who she "hates" and
Claws at her with his
eyes and imagination.
A need to live in dark deep stagnation,
While everything she's waiting for
Is ready and perfectly set,
she's afraid to move in
that ill fall out of love
And shell be stuck with nowhere to go
To live
to get back home
Because she's never had love, or someone
who she hasn't to look after.

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