| dunno what to call this "Stacking up points for conspiring against them
why was it thought that neglect would make this better?
felt so compelled with a mind full of rot
destruction of the paths that were bridged from me to god
the once pure thoughts were then tainted by suggestion
poisoned by ideals that would break this relation
the stars behind his eyes flicker out with contempt
surveying this moment for the weakness of men
plagued by the thought of guilt and betrayal
now picking things up at a pace of a snail
left of the chest is a strong sense of teeth marks
round on her back are the knife wounds in the heart
with the bombshell dropped and rubbed in the face
where now from here alone and disgraced?"
something i wrote while trying to sleep last night, its still a work in progress and i'm not sure if its any good
need to add a lot more because this will all be said really quickly |