30/M/lancashire If it sounds insane, it probably is. Abstract writing. Maniacal thoughts. Read between the lines, dance along the lines, snort the lines if you want I really don't care. 33 followers / 10.3k words
Hard nails. Soft socks. Feet try hard to feel soft. Smiles in leather. Chamois shine. Wind dancing through silken robes. Murderer prancing in in the wind. Smash the glass. Break the screen. The world turns from lava to rock.
Deceived by tar Restless in wax. I'm solidified. Used, stained and charred. Life burns it's flame ever near. Relentlessly. Inevitably in wax or suffer exposed inferno. What kind of a choice is that? For a tissue man?