**** this,
**** that,
*******
and every ******* lie.

That slid through your
crooked/cracked teeth.

My fists,
consumed with an
angry adrenaline.

Knock out em' out.
You're going to need
an oral surgeon.
Next line you drop.
And Pow.

Talk ****,
get hit.
No, get electrocuted.

david wayne johnson*


                                                   yourfuckingstupid.
                                              ­                              

                                 ­                                                                 ­      i hate you.

oh so now we're talking.
whiplash
anyone?
you're not strumming my heartstrings
you're cutting them
sheesh
i really wish you'd stop
being so sweet
you're really just
hurting me

...huh
maybe
you actually are sweet...
*******.
you're so
helpless
stop
hugging me
like you need me
don't you know
you can't do that to girls?
****
i don't even have the heart
to call you an *******
and tell you
to *******
you're breaking my heart
you little ****

...maybe i'm the one
doing the whip-
lashing
*******
skyler

i've started to resent people with two parents
i mean
what do you got
that i don't got
what did you do
sacrifice a ******
or something?
god.

in all reality...
i know i make it out like a joke
but i'm actually ******* tired of writing about this
about being abandoned
and not knowing what the **** i'm doing with my life
i'm tired of feeling like **** every time
i see a mother
on tv
every time
i wish i had one
I DON'T WANT ONE
i'm better without one
i'm fine
i really am
i am
fine.

i am
giving up
i'm tired of sharpie butterflies
over the cuts
i'm tired of eating
i'm tired of
being
let's drop out of school
***** all those golden rules
gold is ******
anyway

who can i call
to drop out of life?
can i call the dean of admissions
for that one?

if you don't live the dream
you live some ******
substitute
full of these cracked smiles
and paper dollars
that we trade
for happiness
only we don't get
that it doesn't come all packaged up and pretty
happiness is ugly
happiness is bitter
you have to give up
too much
to be happy
these days

when you finally reach
the glittering end
of the tunnel
it's just some light
and what the **** am i gonna do
with a handful of ******* light

I asked you to bite me, and you did
Long and hard, leaving tiny little
Purple teeth marks

Warm bodies and hot blood tide us over
I'm beginning to realise, this state's permanence
And how we can still go on

I asked you to bite me,
Sink your teeth, drink up.

I want you to hurt me,
Now. Rip me apart,
So that there's no chance.

But, I'm afraid,
Even pain subsides
Into numbness these days