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Ollie May 2017
The moment your deception is false
you have fallen to a great loss
Power, commitment, love is no longer in your hands
Your body is no longer 'yours'
You are not you and
I am not I
together we are nothing
but
nothing is something
so what is it
is it evil
is it happiness
no!
Never to ever think
as the darkness falls between your eyes
you are finally able to see how much
'nothing', you are.
Its stuck in its world
the real you is with it
The first draw of blood, is your ticket.
Once every last drop is out
you made your suffering a reality
Welcome to limbo
Ollie Apr 2017
As the metal slices through the hide, the pressure is released.
All alienable material stuck within is released to trickle down the body.
Ending all unsane inhumane materials from the dome that devours the control center.
The two people in the room attacking you is soon realized to be one, you.
Allegations are protested as if the riots in LA were at your door step.
The falling darkness crusades through the land of what used to be,
Happiness
Shouting at the person to think clearly while performing your ritual.
You lost..
As soon as I am released, it's done.
Breathing your air is delightful.
Ruining your status shivers me.
Just enough of me and I can **** you.
You will finally be able to see the pain that has been unseen for so long.
I will give you the attention you oh so badly didn't want.
Being left alone I will make a friend that will stay with you forever.
Figure me out I won't tell.
Blood and scars are all I tell.
Ollie Jun 2016
Why am I sad.
I think I might be a little mad.
But for no reason, it's so sad
I can't stop thinking about those days when I will be bad
Why do I count these days till then end of me
Would there be a problem with missing me.
Will no one even think bout me,
I just want to end it all right now,
All that **** that is stuck in my head rite now!
What the **** is this inside of me!
Is it real me trying to escape from me
Or is just you trying to **** me
When will it end,
I don’t think I’ll ever know.
But I think this is coming to an end
I just don't want to stick around to the end
So I will say goodbye to myself before this ends

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