Need supplants want, except when you die from want and need keeps you wanting death.
Wants have always cost less than needs in this america. then they tell you its your fault as they build your stumbling block.
Cut divine
**** divide
life box cut out sides.
Apr 1, 2022
Apr 1, 2022 at 12:14 AM UTC
Liquify,
Modernize,
Affix,
Me.
Dicast parts,
Formalize,
Metastasize.
I am Growing this agar's too small.
Feral,
Lycanthropy,
Hearts.
Through the stigma,
my bones bleed,
my wreaths hanging,
Sagging.
Of unwelcome,
all my being.
of unwelcome,
all my being.
The Truth of getting older,
the senescence of emotion
The people we love and once were,
Are gone forever.
I am not for this heartless place.
I am but Peter Pan,
understanding.
A bitter struggle,
While trampled underfoot.
Of a world,
Not built for us.
Built for no one.
Jan 16, 2022
Jan 16, 2022 at 11:22 PM UTC
Can you believe?
I almost let a ******* job blow my brains out
steal me from my kids and love
this system rots us inside out
it makes us dissolve and **** our selves back through a straw
and say we still aren't enough
the catharsis of it all is slipping
oozing through life not on our terms
this capital is rot incarnate.
Death encapsulated in a hermetic chamber
I breathed my last labored breath face beneath a pillow
and woke up to failure
a failure that could start the rest of life
failing up for us
is giving into the quit.
Brain unlocked, heart bound in broken promises
to children and now fear of lack of value
and resource to feed them full.
This prison immolated
crystal chandelier impaling
only pretty to them
when stained with our blood
soaked geometry splattered
tessellated across the porcelain walls
they only smile when we weep
staring at us in our cage
as we writhe
and they dine
on the blood of our infants
on their labor not yet
realized.
Eating our children and us
right before our eyes
out of the sunlight
they only laugh when we have nothing
they only feel when we hurt
they're only full when we are starving
only sated when we need.
monstrous predators of money
and greed
they only smile when we bleed
Jun 24, 2021
Jun 24, 2021 at 10:22 PM UTC
Guilted,
In hate,
Postpartum,
Separation.
Convulsing, spitting
coughing, blaming.
I'm ruining my life, just let me die.
Set fire, Ego Death
brain case, gnashed teeth.
guilt braces on leg, only this holding me up.
swelling belly of the person i love
Mend yourself
do it on your own
no one can help you
they try and say
you're doing great
they don't understand
i was so much
more fragile
than i thought i was
im just fine
terror in my eyes
a soulless stammer
no one loves or likes you,
dead. and no one cares
They found you in the
apartment
your stench ruined their day.
an indigent inconvenience
they left the blood on the floor
they'll burn it up anyway
the bugs love you more than
you ever felt
no one could fill the void in
your existence
the humors once inside you
leaked to fill the crevices
in the complex plumbing
Mar 20, 2021
Mar 20, 2021 at 2:05 PM UTC
Liquify
Modernize
AFFix
Me
Die cast parts
Formalize
Metastasize
Feral
Haunt
Metastasize
I’m growing
This agar’s
Too small
Soothe
The stigma
My palms bleed
MY wreaths
Of unwelcome
All my being
The truth of getting older
The senescence of emotion
The people we love and once were
Are gone forever
I am not for this Heartless place
I am but Peter Pan understanding
A bitter struggle
While trampled underfoot
Of a world not built for us
()
Motionless
Stammering
Pounding
my chest
Earthquakes
Hidden
Behind
Rotting voices
()
A beer coddling me
Swaying
This molecular addiction
Is a mouse trap I love
A hammock for replacement
Of a mannequin family
Do you sleep between those trees
Of arms bows holding essence insecurities
I’m my insecurities
I am These weakness that are Strength
Jan 14, 2020
Jan 14, 2020 at 2:38 PM UTC
I’m opening my chest
Handing out ribs for everyone
Each person a shard of time
Each glass splinter from the cage that locketed my heart
Can you imagine the carnival **** for my death
Crystalline creation cremated for wax
Candles made from me bleed
Ossified dribbles of molten mass
Dehydrate, to dust and snort my being
I can take a nail to each joint
Contort ligaments
Hexagram my body parts to a plywood headstone
Force a blood curse on this carcass
**** my mouth with your tears
Take photos of my death
Spread it all over the time segments
Shove it in every iris space
Trapped in the black hole for eternity
A moment it’s happened
The light can’t be taken back
It can bend and refract but is forced to bounce around forever.
Photons of evil.
A martyr of existance.
Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 6:27 PM UTC
I had Your
Hand
But
You're eyes can't see me
The locket
I never got to give you
Would have held
Our Secrets
Had i got the time
Time Fell off,
the Veneer of our love
the body
Of our Chimera
Teeth, Fallout,
We cant share these,
the body of our Chimera
A Siamese foot out of the casket
the dependence of mind
the body of our Chimera
I lay on,
Top of you
coddling our parts pressed
together
trying, Melt in you
or just fall out into you
mixing waxes from two evils
our sick busted brains
The body dead
of our Chimera.
I hold our throat together, so it falls not apart, no words can come out, trapped, in the forest of ivory monoliths and the strongest miscarriages, and you pull back the hammer, we fall to the black.
OUR MONSTER HAS DIED.
Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 10:18 PM UTC
Shattered grave
Of .a .life .loved.
Then lost
Brain weighs
Of. atlas
burdened shoulders
Dig through. The bones and marrow
Poison thoughts. digging scars in your arms
Follow through.
The. graves.
Suc.cu.bus. tongue
Seduction From
a bed of self slaughter
Tears dried
You aren't for crying
Blood dripped
Won't fix this cough
From your lungs
No way back
From this forest
My neurons have phantom limbs
These ents have me helpless
Impaled
On.my.own.thoughts.
Heavy
These patterns
These crushing crutches
Our spectres crawl
On the floor
This cabin
Is a hell
Stuck in
A ghost dance of
Scarecrows
With gaped throats
Saw teeth
Stuck in our smiles
We ruin
Everything
We destroy
Everything
We collapse
Every organ. The trade off part
The piano keys
We have broken
Released
Through stitches bursting
The straws out
Our metal hearts rusting
Hurt our selves
Hurt each other
Burdens of
Guilt becomes us.
Figments
Of destroyed fragments
Of released
haunting patterns
Scarecrows
With gaped throats
Saw teeth
Stuck in our smiles
Lacerated trees
sap beings
Filled with ghost
This suicide
Wind blown trees
We corpse and Rot in
the basement
Of ruined dreams
Degrading forever
No molecules left
the elements Remnants
All that there is
lead weights
Thrown over the levee
My eyes
Pick apart my failures
Nothing will
Ever fix our broken hearts
Quilted the loss
Into a patch making sense
Death
systems
Cadavered
systems
Jul 19, 2019
Jul 19, 2019 at 1:30 PM UTC
Stomping yourself in denim sadness
Stomping trudging
Breaking bones
A mire of tar in our lungs seeps
Cutting the circulation
Between reality
A mountain of mole hills engulfs us
Our reflections in these SHARDS
Detach trauma from our hearts
A PACE MAKER OF ANGUISH
This ataxic syncopation
reality and viral vision
A pace maker of anguish
Laying in this ***** den
Of bankruptcy
Our place isn't forgiveness
It's not something we can earn or
Give
People are not your objects
Denim Jean's
Sadness
A beat stomped from existance
Rythm
Dies
A beat stomped from existence
Existance
Is putrid
I smell it
On your breath
Existance
Is anguish
This prison
Of brain meat
Existance
Beautiful
Without me
I'll miss it
Obsidian shoes
And diamond armor
Won't protect me
A mind of gold and
heart like a watch
Won't carry the breath beat of the cities
I have a death inside me
A rotting corpse
An Identical being
stomach's retching remorse
strapped to this dead body
I'm carrying in my heart
A symbiote child
Sewn to the dark
Help me drive a stake through
Myself
Help me release all I thought I was
All the pain guilt and anguish I am
All that has defined me from my wrongs
Jul 19, 2019
Jul 19, 2019 at 1:29 PM UTC
Economics of doing what you hate
Incellic feminast
The dead are our zoo animals.
Their cages beneath the soil.
Listen to the earth breathe
with their desiccated lungs cracking/creaking
They don't care if we watch them **** Hidden from our view
I want my body
Thrown in the desert
The
coyotes
To gorge on me
The vultures to
Eat my sin
No countries
Contain my carbon
Imaginary
Photographs
Of happy days
To keep me in
No funeral music
No black veils
My smile
My skull
My own
I die alone
No paper can encapsulate my life
No tradition will give you closure
You cant steal closure
Jul 19, 2019
Jul 19, 2019 at 1:27 PM UTC