Intense heat. That’s when I work. That’s when I can start feeling the emotions flow through my veins. My head must be productively heated for my brain to function. My pupils have to be dilated. My body active and energetic. My mood fierce. My thoughts sharp. My senses alert. I have to have my heat to function. Without heat I will rot and wither away.

You were one of my mistakes but not all my mistakes are mistakes.

Why? Do we.

Do we.

Do we?

Do we why?

What? do we.

Do we.

Do we?

Do we what?

How do we?

Do we.

Do we?

Do we how?

When? Do we.

Do we.

Do we?

Do we when?

Who? Do we.

Do we.

Do we?

Do we who?

Have you forgotten so easily? We are you. We are the madness that lurks within you all, begging to be free at every moment in your deepest animal mind. We are what you hide from in your beds every night. We are what you sedate into silence and paralysis when you go to the nocturnal haven where we cannot tread.

Dead he is for words.

But living he is for emotions.

Dead he is for actions.

But living he is for thoughts.

Dead he is for people.

But living he is for him himself.

Dead he is for his home.

But living he is for his cave.

Dead he is for the world.

But living he is for universe.

Dead he is for the end.

But living he is for the present.

I would be a cake with a tail. I'd have a tail because it would be part of me just like my hands are. My tail is what gives me my power. My tail gives me life. My tail is who I am. My tail cannot be denied. I trust my tail more than anything. My tail has taught me everything I know. My tail has been with me ever since I was born and will be with me till I die.

I feel gone--
Dead by some accounts.
Lonely and abandoned I fall
Exhausted from the pain.

Pangs of emptiness
Flow through my veins.
I am diseased with
Hopelessness.

Stricken,
There is now way out.
Abandoned,
There is no way to get there.

Shade the gray light from me,
Gather my pieces.
I am fragile,
Merely breakable.
I don't want to go.

I am gone.
Hypnotized in a drunken world.
They tell me I'm sleepy,
They whisper other things.
I know what they do,
I don't trust what they say.
I trust you.
Are you the same way?

A schizophrenic feeling
Ravages my soul.
Do you exist?
Are you real?
Your smile makes me question.
I'm not worth even that.

Say a word again.
My name.
Not the name They know me by, but
Anything to make me seem real.
Tell me the wishes of my heart.

I don't want to leave,
But I'm only gone.
Destroyed by
Heartlessness.