Why do you have to take my only need? Do I have to bleed down the river for you to not see? My corridors are filled with pain covered walls and shock induced traumas. Drowned emotions in cast iron tubs, rust through my life at the bottom of the ocean I know not but temptation and contemplation, it only bounces around inside like a drug store explosion.
We start to walk down the mirrored lined hallways the wrong way I mean our eyes glare off each other the wrong way. I mean, "what in the **** am I trying to say? You just don't get it, do you? I mean, it goes right through you, I think I may have a rusty ***** loose or maybe you do.
Your agony runs through my veins, conversing memories, explaining nurseries and even a midnight summer's *******. So let me explain this to you, in layman's terms, the ****** broke a long time ago.. but you seemed to have missed your period and the point. I know I am not only one, I know about all the others. I mean. You bounced around those guy's mattresses like you are on some gymnastic's trampoline. Then come home late at night like a ninja, like I wouldn't even see.
I am not a blind man walking around with a stick, the true sinister gaze you gave me is like sinister maze inside my brain. But I solved this 300 piece puzzle that you left on the nook and I didn't even have to open the book. I think it is time to close this unbridged chapter in my life with no unadulterated bookmarks and bounce around to the end where I know the words which will make me a whole lot happier and much more content