Deem this uncanny kind of love
Missing-you-too-much-
For-my-own-
Good
Kind of love
Missed tragets
Shot
Stupid Cupidity
Arrows released
Shot
Getting shot with shots of
Voka
Or the
Shitty-hang-over-hard-cruel
Kind of liquor
Be the kind-kind of
Drunk
Be my
Be mine
Valentine
Be my crazy love
Be my ever -everending-too-good-to-be-sober kind of
Love
To fly safe
Don't fly at all
Your
Wing-weight ratio to
Aclochol
Is far too much
Don't fall for me
The way I fall for you
My love
Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 12:30 AM UTC
As days blur,
I see the pattern...
Grazing, sealing, purifying.
All that is hideous.
To make it seem beautiful.
I hide,
Behind a mask,
A shell..
A force field.
What seems beautiful,
Isn't true for the beast.
The Beast,
That is hideous.
When she's angry.
So as the pattern lays flat,
These days turn into weeks,
Weeks turn to months.
Months turn to years..
Not a lifeline goes by,
When a monster is involved.
And when it's involved,
It seems the sands of time,
Are frozen still.
Even in the wasteland,
Of Hell..
Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 5:50 PM UTC