Darling, dear, speak slower now,
For less well known than this
fly daggers, spears, and swords of strife
that lie within my kiss.

The stranger loves that you have poured
do wisp and linger still;
no love there for my throwing star eyes
and their desire to ****.

For targets in isolation do
in solid stature stay,
but hearts like yours-so seldom found-
easily flit away.

So friendship's bars I will obey,
my armor I will down,
it's harder than ever to look at you
but now you're safe and sound.

Like a gunshot in the temple.
I wish.

A spike
It's like a large spike
Ripping through my brain tissue.
It slowly twists farther.
And farther.
And farther.
Unending excruciating pain.
As it twists
More spikes sprout and stretch.
They stretch farther and farther
As the spike continues to drill
In my head.
It goes on for hours.

My vision slowly begins to blur
And darken.
My body begins to shake.
My bones creak.
My legs give out.
My eyes close.
I don't remember anything else...

Diwali-
A festival of lights
Let the light in
And accept the darkness
From within!

the acid talk really put me onto you
the specifics did it. precision cement.
the way you fill the silence, violently
**** victim defender. defender of what?
if you stuck to one version of your rules
you'd hear your disgusting tongue, you
would taste what you say and purge

you were in so many places at once
you touched the stars. drank in bars.
according to your true story account
the child soldier. soldiered psych wards.
for all that i know, i know no more truth
i know, i know, i know i let you in but i
can't truly know such an obvious liar
nor believe it in my core that you're a friend

what do you want from me?
the steel trap that memorized my paychecks
what do you want from me?
the cancer factory that steals all my class A's
what do you want from me?
what do you want?

your verse your version
infects my art

never have i ever been so tempted to spend
money over the internet

much too much too
curious