I always end up
Self-destructing, leaving those
Close wounded or dead.

So smooth with my words, but not caring when it counts
The many times we kissed, i don't know the amount
So drawn in by your whisper
So engaged in everything you said
R.I.P to my heart, because that part of me is dead
what lead me to this point, what put me in this position
Had me concentrating on you, hopefully wishing
So smooth, the way i approached you, so eager with the way i grabbed you
I knew from that day on i didn't want to be without you
You lucked up this time, but i never gained closure
because i never wanted to let go, i just wanted to get closer...

They mustn't hear the
Pleasurable sounds your
Partner is making.

They surely would lose
Their appetite.

Though why, you know not.

fire and brimstone
and a grotesque attempt
at spontaneous combustion,
words crawling out of throats
and
hands, trembling
and
body, trembling, all over
and
sheer force of memory
splitting through rationality
until a bomb deteroriates
everything we used to
love,
including myself.

sometimes sadness swells
uncontrollably
and I'm not sure how to feel about it
other than I feel the way it forces me to
a mixture of sadness and confusion as I interrogate myself
through all the possible causes of my sadness
until i stumble upon it
where then it strikes a deep minor chord that resonates through my body
i wonder why this makes me sad
and whether i should be sad
and whether i deserve to be sad
everyone needs to feel sad once in a while
but it hurts
and that doesn't feel good
when a loved one dies,
or a friend leaves you,
or your hearts broken,
or you're failing class,
or you lose a game,
or you disappoint someone,
or you disappoint yourself,
or
maybe
when you just feel sad

but it will be okay
the swelling sadness settles down
you'll be fine.