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 Aug 2016 what a waste
Slur pee
My life wasted away in breaths,
I am dying, and decomposing
Underneath this flesh.
Already dead, but not quite yet
Time drags along,
At the pace of Death;
Whose bony feet sink into sands.
Oh, how they trudge- how they drag
Carving lines into this wasteland
From which, sprout hands
That fiercely pull and grab;
Ripping skin, picking scabs.
While I'm trying to plant
Seeds sewn into life's mantle
Where these flowers can grow
For my soul-
Rid me of these weeds
That drain my bones of marrow,
That enter deep and leave me hollow.
These roots my body follows,
Into the void where everything is swallowed;
The hungry, gaping throat
That we boast as fate or ghost
A god to claim the throne,
Death awaits; head adorned
In gold.
One true faith, our only lord.
Unafraid,
Knuckles bruise against his door
He welcomes me, and it's oh so warm.

-SLuR
 Aug 2016 what a waste
Slur pee
I am a pile of contorted bones
Adult, but fetal; sinking in *****
Material, so fickle.
Time- it slows and trickles
Down sunken cheeks, to tickle
Smiles that are broken and brittle.

Casting shadows
That make me feel so little,
I'm being devoured;
Carved away by his chisel.

From the inside, I have withered
And this shell has split and splintered.

I am nothing but hollow bones,
Covered in flesh- waiting to decompose.
To be ravaged
By a shattered promise of tomorrow.

-SLuR
 Aug 2016 what a waste
Elioinai
growing beauty in the heart
too quickly
second guessed

covered by a timid hand
as you bring a smile to my face
my red alarms spring up to call it back

I don't know how close a friend can come
without getting too close

is there no place for woven souls?
without a tearing time
when others enter in to love
and separate the strands of mine

Will we then become
prior friends?

I've had many
prior friends

but as they drop away
in come more

and more deeply sink into my heart

each year has brought a dearer heart

It is the way
of friends
to love
and fall apart
It doesn't matter if you eventually lose your people, with each one learn to hold on stronger, learn to open up your heart, go deeper and fear not the end, for you need your friends, and a life without love is no life at all
 Aug 2016 what a waste
Slur pee
Have you ever played The Sims
With the devil's controller,
Where you torment the character
That you customized for hours,
Making them fall in love
With a replica of your crush
Who you would have them wed,
Just to be used and cheated.
Then you keep them separated
Removing all the exits,
As their lack of social experience
Starts to reach its limits
And they're crying erratically
Hour after hour
Weathered down to nothing but
Scattered showers?

Well, sometimes I feel like I'm that Sim
Customized by god, who plays with satan
Both laughing at the mess that they happily created.
Watching me cry in a puddle of my ****,
Until hunger gives in
And I starve to death.

-SLuR
 Aug 2016 what a waste
Slur pee
This song has always reminded me of you,
Even in the short months when you were plastered to my sky
Blinding me with your ephemeral light.
I guess it was the pessimist in me,
Predicting tragedies and crushing fantasies
Small enough to snort up my slimy nostrils.
Oh, how brightly you would shine then-
How fiercely you would burn.
I had been cold for so long, born inside a prison of ice
Where the only thing that would circulate was
Distance and Loneliness.
You warmed me, allowing my body
To feel a pulse of happiness
That it had never known.

You let me experience a sunny day
Only to fall out of my deep blue and roll into the ambushing darkness.

How quick the sun can drop away...

You left me stained with years of memories
That can't be erased, they stay lingering.
And this bitter taste engraved on my tongue
Will be what I expect from any form of love.
I know, one day you'll be happy without me
But I'll always look to the sky with the deepest of longings
Only to find that it's dark and empty.
Heavy rain washes over me,
In waves of grey and black.
This is all I see,
All that I am
All I'll be
Without you, nothing.
Empty, lonely, pathetic nothing.
Walking through fields of clouds and moondust,
Kicking up corpses of hopeful wishes and love.

-SLuR
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