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 / 10.2k words
I dance in the garden with the newly insane, Singing my own name I slice up the surgeons that cleave into my brain Laughing as the breath leaves my veins.
Words so cold, **** off everything. Take the memories. Words so hollow. Forget all of it, Horde the lot of it. Words forlorn, Swallow all the pain Take this mental strain. Words, my own. Be myself again, Life, a filthy stain