i am cancer
i am death caked in makeup
i am the creaky floor boards in the attic
i am the foul words that leave your mothers lips
and the stench of the alcohol that rolls off your fathers tongue
i creep through the walls at night
looking for a light heart to help with the demons that haunt my every move
i am torturous laughter and pitiful silence
dont not get close to me
i will burn everything you own
leaving you bitter and weeping
gasping for fresh air
Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 2:55 PM UTC
i am cancer
i am death caked in makeup
i am the creaky floor boards in the attic
i am the foul words that leave your mothers lips
and the stench of the alcohol that rolls off your fathers tongue
i creep through the walls at night
looking for a light heart to help with the demons that haunt my every move
i am torturous laughter and pitiful silence
dont not get close to me
i will burn everything you own
leaving you bitter and weeping
gasping for fresh air
