We're humans being humans,
together.
Inspiration from your kiss,
it's leaking from your lips.
Distant eye contact with a woman ******* on a lollipop,
staring at identical twins sharing an umbrella,
punch your legs until you fall asleep.
This life is losing its charm:
dying is the best idea you've ever had.
Ignoring your silence as I scream
you fade into nothing, you're my adolescent dream.
Burying a body to it's neck
you paint the face and
sprinkle dirt on the remains of the rotting life.
Darkness,
or something more?
fifty bricks to the head
cheese grater to the teeth
****** gums and cheeks
crossed arms and a pile of dried out pens
scalp scratched into nothing
a dry desire and an empty mouth full of empty words.
A suicide note scribbled in a composition book
it used to be your journal
but the pain of writing got old
and you needed the time to sleep.
Names dissolve from importance to nothing.
Reflecting from the shadows and burnt out veins
I still believe in those painted remains.
Jan 18, 2011
Jan 18, 2011 at 11:41 AM UTC
We're humans being humans,
together.
Inspiration from your kiss,
it's leaking from your lips.
Distant eye contact with a woman ******* on a lollipop,
staring at identical twins sharing an umbrella,
punch your legs until you fall asleep.
This life is losing its charm:
dying is the best idea you've ever had.
Ignoring your silence as I scream
you fade into nothing, you're my adolescent dream.
Burying a body to it's neck
you paint the face and
sprinkle dirt on the remains of the rotting life.
Darkness,
or something more?
fifty bricks to the head
cheese grater to the teeth
****** gums and cheeks
crossed arms and a pile of dried out pens
scalp scratched into nothing
a dry desire and an empty mouth full of empty words.
A suicide note scribbled in a composition book
it used to be your journal
but the pain of writing got old
and you needed the time to sleep.
Names dissolve from importance to nothing.
Reflecting from the shadows and burnt out veins
I still believe in those painted remains.
