I have seen a fish being beaten and left for dead on the side of a wooden boat and I want that to be me because in death there are extremes and I want to contract diseases and inflict them on every **** person who ever touched me and I want to be made out of poison that makes people want me more than they want to be alive I just want to be dangerous which is how I feel with sharp glass in my eyes rubbing against my lids and how I feel with sharp steel pressed against legs ******* I feel alive and dangerous and powerful more than I ever did before and I do reach a higher existence and I do feel like a different person I just want to make people sick with how much they love me and fall apart with out me and I am just this echo calling out for my ******* narcissus who would love me more than his reflection so **** it Ovid I just want this last bit of danger I like the taste of my blood when I **** ******* my gums I love the feel of pain I want it so bad I want to be euphoric and I want people to want to make me ******* euphoric I cannot live like a girl without danger when all my life I have been dangerous to all and I burn people yes but scars only ever last for a couple months burn scars do anyway, to me, I thought they all loved me and would die for me but I have not left behind that many corpses in my tread and I am not the girl I thought I was I am not the girl I think I am I want to be everything and nothing and good and bad and I want to be His ******* temptation but I cannot have that title so I'll be His darling stagnation because that's what I'll do breaking up won't be ****** and suicide and blood pacts it'll be dad coming with a van and Him looking kinda sad maybe I guess when I leave it will be mutual and neutral and all of the things that I hate the things that poison my insides the worst thing I feel is neutrality that and passivity I cannot stand non aggressive or not emotive I have to have everything I have to have noise and terror every day or I cannot cope some times I hate that life has to be like this now and I cannot be what I want because the times are wrong and society won't accept it when I say I do not want to talk about it it is because I feel this this is bad and this is the closest I will get to poisoning you because I cannot tell you my secret desires for you to **** all the life from my heart pour it back in me with pieces of you when I sleep I dream sometimes I dream about you killing me and it is the best feeling ever I wake up and smile I am horrid and my heart is on fire but now you care if it hurts you stop when I say so I see the look of the eyes of the fish on the boat I see that look in the eyes of me
this is a very angry poem from the point of view of someone that i used to be