this is just an estimation of other words i have for you this is not my entire truth semi-recognizable
i am just one of the people who like looking down thru what the way-down brings, is bringing me to
head down, under attack pleading to be drowned begging more, eyes rolled back bound and choked in half
give me the most and more, all of the descent cant you feel my cold cold skin the death of good intent
inevitably reprehensible this manner of unacceptable politely pretending proximity to you without sliding easily into the familiarity of our own private black hole vacuum
back slide discovery, rare delicacy you consume all but delicately **** red raw the wound my insides out from me my feigned innocence exhumed
where in the void you radiate everything i desire friction burn ignite supernova fire instant spasm implosion silent screaming perfect chaos opening and closing bring a star shining to death
until nothing persists in vacancy all what of me is left one small frozen exhaling tiny puff of breath dissipating, frail, fragile your hand closing in vain around the fading intangible every second reinventing pain,
bringing emptiness by the handful and every very good reason not to believe in me, instead, to be very careful with the perverse purity of the dead
nowhere now to hide because everywhere is findable no way now to get lost because everything is definable no way now to lie because my mouth breaks hearts that way no way now to say what you wanna hear because i have swallowed that away
except, obviously don't follow me down don't appear beside me this was never steady ground despite what we’d like to think
obviously, my friend don't let me get away with it or let me let you again don't pretend smile sarcastic, even if this is an ironic end, this is hard enuff to give and take, without making light, or laughing fake, permanent ink black out that night indelibly erase
i just have to cry and write this down because you know exactly every detail why and because officially on paper its not really a good bye
i have no discipline except when it comes to the pen i can capitalize on a beginning,