Beautiful darkness
Lighting strikes the stones
As my mouth unpeels
Liquefy on the edge of hope
Descending toward imagines of my ghost
My weapons are my words
Spiritually sickened
Convulsing with electritcy as it undresses my wounds
Comatose hallucantions howled
Unhinged calamity of the naked shivered sky
As the womb needs its whiskey high
Birdlike flapping my anxieties away
The twine is weak morally I will drown
My bones begin to find me as I go down
Arms and legs that no longer move
As my eye lashes begin to kiss the night
My teeth and lips will never feel a kiss
Looking out the windshield of sobriety
Entwined lovers drunken mourners
I beg of you to slit my tears
Sep 9, 2013
Sep 9, 2013 at 12:12 AM UTC
Beautiful darkness
Lighting strikes the stones
As my mouth unpeels
Liquefy on the edge of hope
Descending toward imagines of my ghost
My weapons are my words
Spiritually sickened
Convulsing with electritcy as it undresses my wounds
Comatose hallucantions howled
Unhinged calamity of the naked shivered sky
As the womb needs its whiskey high
Birdlike flapping my anxieties away
The twine is weak morally I will drown
My bones begin to find me as I go down
Arms and legs that no longer move
As my eye lashes begin to kiss the night
My teeth and lips will never feel a kiss
Looking out the windshield of sobriety
Entwined lovers drunken mourners
I beg of you to slit my tears
Just a quick note I do not believe in drinking while pregnant. I do however feel what its like to struggle with this problem. I have been clean for 287 days . I also never drank well pregnant. Also sorry about the pronunciation.
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