pathetic magestic
unenergetic
horrendous poetic
prophetic
emphathetic
thats seven rhymes for unapologetic
and i cant forget it
got to forget it
tragedy is aesthetic
this is unexepected
theres no way to do this nicely but i gotta end it

the secrecy
of your destiny
rests in me

i cannot resist it
your broken catharsis
your truth
where is it

secret lover
my name
the last name
you uttered sorrowfully

i had been
a delicate flower
who was withering
within the hour

mended hearts
joint to be one
just like our love
once was

(b.d.s.)

you closed my eyes
and lit a cigarette
and put it in my mouth
telling me i was beautiful

you whispered in my ears
and rubbed the cigarette ashes
on my lips
as you loved me harder

my light, you said
had seemed to light up
your whole night
effortlessly and with a passion

it seemed like
darkness did not fight no more
and it loved the light more than anything before

you finally kissed my cheek
and uncovered my eyes
while putting out the cigarette
telling me

how much i am yours.
(b.d.s.)

this is the story of how i break free.

a bright white light
pours on my face
as i open my
eyes

i wake up
in a room
i hear faint voices
barely audible

i touch the
white walls and the soft
carpet floor

soundproof.

there are only
one thing here:
a recording turntable


this whispering sensation
continues
as i put the dial
on the vinyl

it buzzes
and cracks
and pops

then finally,
one whisper
emerges from the record

"im afraid to die"
"...my blood on such a *blank carpet"
this piercing voice
only sounds once


faces emerge
like blankets of
empty white void
made known to the world

"im afraid to die"
the intensity grows
i scream and wail
mourning the lost souls

i turn off
the tape
recorder
thinking it
would all go away

i only wanted
it to go away
but wait, why
am i the one always
running?

running from who i am
what i want
what i love
gone.

piercing waves of
screaming
just constant screaming
in the dead silence

im afraid to die

i look
to the tape recorder
it was off

it had always been like this
all the time
i soon realize
that one voice
was always my mind

(b.d.s.)