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May 2016
I let my feet dangle over the edge of the bed
Hoping the monsters will drag me underneath
My flesh is rotting
And my heart smells of decay
My bones could use some breaking
I'm over due for a good long cry
And a little blood letting
Somedays the ache just doesnt hurt enough
The cold comfortable numb has its teeth
Sunk too deep into my soul
And I can scream
But no sound escapes my mouth
I'm trapped on the sunny side of the sun
And the fires only cool me as I wander pointlessly about
I'm just lost in a dream a sleep away
From a bad shave
The kind of shave you can only get in Seville
My throat is thirsty for a kiss and a bite
From your warm lips
Or cold steel
Death is suppose to be lovely
Around this time of eternity
And I would die
For just a moment
Of that promise
Of forevers bliss
Slithering slyly on your tounge
My ears desperate to feel it say that one word
That four letter word
Full of grace and pain and beauty and truth
And if I cant have that
Then the end of the world
Can't get here soon enough
I just hope those monsters are hungry
And nasty
And mean
I need to bleed a little
Before my heart burst
It just feels too good to be true
You're too **** beautiful
And I'm not worth
A dime of your lipsticks
Much less your love
And my bare neck
Is overdue for a shave
Its just my body needs the dying
My heart and soul
Won't go anywhere
There yours
To hold in your hands
Or hide on your shelf
They got that forever
Kind of love
And its dancing flames
Spell out your name
Where are those
Monsters
Anyway...
Akira Chinen
Written by
Akira Chinen  122/M/texas
(122/M/texas)   
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