Stomach claws at flesh and skin
"Out! Let me out!"
-- Rips --
-- Tears --
A smiling **** below ribs
set so happily in place.
Oozes across pale carpet
A trail of scarlet defiance.
To taste the world so intimately
A chore indeed.
World's inherent cruelty
Persuades you to flee.
Ribs,
Ribs hug too tight.
In fear.
They seek protection.
You, you run off.
And I sit in the corner and bleed
With care and love and hope
With sorrow and concern and dismay
With the lack of wrong or right
and the absolute inherent wrongness and rightness
Of all things.
Respect me, please.
I pain. I pain. I pain.
Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 4:41 PM UTC
Stomach claws at flesh and skin
"Out! Let me out!"
-- Rips --
-- Tears --
A smiling **** below ribs
set so happily in place.
Oozes across pale carpet
A trail of scarlet defiance.
To taste the world so intimately
A chore indeed.
World's inherent cruelty
Persuades you to flee.
Ribs,
Ribs hug too tight.
In fear.
They seek protection.
You, you run off.
And I sit in the corner and bleed
With care and love and hope
With sorrow and concern and dismay
With the lack of wrong or right
and the absolute inherent wrongness and rightness
Of all things.
Respect me, please.
I pain. I pain. I pain.