what if one day all the traffic lights flashed green, cars pedestrians and anyone desired were all told to go at the same moment chaos in inevitable and so is death but if manifest destiny called would you rebel? if all the lights flashed red would you have the guts to cross anyway?
the crimson rivers that flow through my veins resemble the way tears run down my cheeks like there's a dam within me and it's constantly on the verge of breaking. the cool undertones that show through my pale skin can tell you so many stories. each capillary. can recall an experience of almost breaking through my epidermis the ever so violent slashes now faded but still fresh in my mind.
burn what you find in the depths of my heart with blind rage drown any remnants of you with the sickening smell of gasoline clouds forming before my eyes tunnel vision no one ever changes but that's okay because you could do so much worse as you strike the match against the box i'll be smiling to myself with rivers flowing down my cheeks; an eternal reservoir of you preparing myself for the heavenly bliss to come as you watch all that i know rot away before your eyes.
based on a greek song that makes me cry every time i listen to it. i wrote this on vacation as i was bored in my hotel room with no wifi