Maybe there is no me?
Maybe me is just we?
Oversimplified, over-exemplified,
Positioned so that I can't see.

Maggots boil from under her skin.
  I will never see her again.
I have heart aches that
  stem from mistakes.
I count them as they
  leak from her skin.

Her eyes are raisins;
  I will never find what
they last captured.
  Cheekbones higher than
my song. My finger brushed
  along all that was black
and seeped into her back,
  tripping on her vertebrae
like a boy frolicking home.

  The cacti stand still--
while I feel quite ill--
  standing in an ocean
of honey.

  The people stand still--
America is ill--
  standing in an ocean
of money.

  You stand still,
too afraid to ****
  an ocean of hate
you tolerate.

X's dim bedroom featured two tones: olive skin and rind of lime. Like her walls, her sheets and comforter clashed. The contrast in color reminded me of 80's clothing.
In her room, X smoked cigarettes that tasted like a mechanic's finger. A clunky radio played 24/7.
  "Do your parents know you smoke in here?" I said.
  "What?" She said.
  Her parents were phantoms. She barely knew them, which makes me barely able to describe them. A week ago, I asked what they looked like. She shrugged and said she'd check the side of a milk carton.
  *** was the only thing that connected us. We took turns touching each other like we were being dared to run our finger through an open flame. I said I loved her. She said not to be silly.

Left the group
egg drop soup
Never would i sever when those strings ul leave me loose
obtuse ;
Eating of the fruit that god had blessed me with
some i had let rot he came agressive to address me swift..
Winter days
on the ground he layed
Gazing at the stares as the fed create charades
illusions ;
Many take in what life has to give
others rest assured theres no reason left to live..

Swore to god that i was blessed
threw it all away my mind my devils do infest
Contest ;
or find that you are swallowed most entirely
Had no sleep to lose a victim of intense sobriety...

The story never ends
the cycle must continue with or without closest friends
Pretend ;
that the world around me isn't dieing
Extend my arms and legs as iv been huddled up and hiding

Disease ;
the only homies left were grass and trees
He told em all his problems all while sobbin on his knees
impede ;
Although its hard when demons come in numbers
aiming accurate immaculate to put you under

Repressed ;
i swore to ****** god that i was blessed
Scared away my demons all while screamin from my chest
a mess ;
Normally i walked the path of light
but found a shady tree and rested eyes for several nights..

I stayed away from fire
i watched my brothers burn
I waited in the trees
until it was my turn
Success is often yearned
the opposite of failure
Eating at each other
to see which ones are braver
Never did i cater
to devils on my spine
they crawl upon my back
Attempt to touch my mind
divine ;
I clawed my way to see you all the time
love is not for me adjacency to lust is blind
Clinging to the one who made me feel like she was mine
expectations high only to die inside confined ;
You wanted something greater
you swore that things were pure  
Instead she stabbed your back ;
then showed you to the door..

In the depths of your spine ;
chakras are aligned they'll awaken at a time
When you bout to lose your mind
its fine
I find im stuck in mazes all the time
the visions in my mind often lost as i am blind ;
Unrefined
losing track of all my time
Obtuse to the benign as a god i couldn't find..
stool ;
I find that i am looking like a fool
the confines of my shell which i returned had kept me cool..
But now
i realize to a god a shouldn't bow
Instead i built myself a pedestal and won't come down..

I smell that i am rotting
the flower by my nose  
Was easily retrieved
from dirt beneath my toes

Distract me from the pain
redirect my sadness
Are those in love sane
or wallowing in madness..?

Everything is potent till you use it all the time
yet your still on canvas in the paintings of my mind
I find ;
i never quite lose you all the way
I tossed you to the ground
but wanted you to stay..

Never ******* about the lack of sunshine in the sky
never changed the way i walk to keep my sneakers dry
Often tried to change the lesser aspects of my self
failing miserably then straight secluding using stealth

Dreaming of a place where only i alone exist
running from the monkeys on my back i should resist
Eating quite abundantly until i cannot walk
screaming at the trees until i find i cannot talk