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Feb 2014 · 1.0k
here i stand
Fluffy Genocide Feb 2014
I'm breaking down.
I'm going numb
running from the future
no solace in the past

I can't stand the way you two smile
holding each other in a loving embrace
and so here i stand
watching my veins bleed

I know i'm crazy
Feelings unjustified
I know i'm losing it
Anxiety and fear clouding fact
So i smile along
to the beat of the drums

I just want someone to see me
for who i am
the prying eyes fading away
i want them to hold me
in a sickening sweet embrace
and tell me that though i'm breaking down.

tell me
"you're going to be okay."
Oct 2013 · 1.6k
Suicide Song
Fluffy Genocide Oct 2013
Listen to my song
Lost in the ages
By the Name of suicide

I try so hard
So hard to die
In my name of suicide

I'm cursed to live
This world is ****
My self righteous suicide

I've burned
And hung
And shot
But still I cannot die

So this is my tale
My story
My name is suicide
Oct 2013 · 1.9k
Like it is
Fluffy Genocide Oct 2013
I watch the world through faded eyes
I watch as the world goes by
Im told it's bitter cynicism
I'm told its funny because I'm quiet
And i just don't give a ****
I don't sprinkle sugar on ****
People are awful
I just tell it like it is
Oct 2013 · 1.2k
Not with me yet
Fluffy Genocide Oct 2013
Love is warm and kind
Burns like fire
Passonite and kind
Its restless nights
Falling asleep in your arms

I love you

Powerful words
For someone i have yet to meet
And im so terrified

With endless strings of lust
And hatred and pain,
In a place where passion pushes pride aside
Pride and Love
Will I ever meet you?

Im scared my love
Where are you?
Oct 2013 · 1.2k
Just Another Beginning
Fluffy Genocide Oct 2013
Fade to black
Wash away the tears
Lungs go flat
And i can't take it
Scream it out
The words you are hiding
Taste the pain
Through metal torn veins
The end
Like a welcome friend
Oct 2013 · 1.7k
A poem?
Fluffy Genocide Oct 2013
Do you ever want to peel back your own skin?
to walk along razors edge bone and muscles scraping bare
where sin and flesh dance in a defining din of noise.
blood soaking the parched river bed
And i am the crossfire
sheltering,screaming, pain so sweet
but the skin never left
so silence the screams
and smile for the crowd

— The End —