#leeches
gotta be god or play god
i wanna have control
something something perfect body
something something perfect soul schrodinger's stranger
behind my door
he's here until i prove that
he never was at all
there's leeches in my skin
i can ******* feel it
gotta check myself again
just to believe it
perfection is holy
and symmetry is perfect
never, ever stop
even though it isn't worth it
Sep 10, 2024
Sep 10, 2024 at 6:07 AM UTC
A night of *******
on sleeping bodies, and then --
the leeches explode.
Apr 10, 2024
Apr 10, 2024 at 3:39 AM UTC
I kept you in my heart too long
knowing you were the perfect leech
parasites are meant to take over
especially, when you're already weak
You were the perfect distraction
but, you only gave me empty thrills
I needed you to be there for me
but turns out ghosts aren't real
I should have saw this coming
through your false sincerity
thought you had given me love
when all you gave me is pity
if my words are not verse,
then it is your name I shan't curse
Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 11:32 PM UTC
Stocked up, locked up
In my sanctum ********
Got *** and cigs and cheap wine;
For me that makes a quorum.
I hope no friend comes by
Acting all hale and hearty.
They're not inside a moment
Then they call up Dial A Party.
Then suddenly my place
Plays host to all the bums
Who have nothing else
But the strength to come
And just sit on my couch
And then eat up all my food
Drink all of my *****
While slurring words like “Dude!”
Now, I'm not anti-social
But I am not Donald Trump
Who has plenty of cash
To entertain these humps.
If they only brought something;
A six-pack or some ****
I'd find an excuse for them;
Some lame reason or need.
So, these days I read
And keep the stereo off.
I don't turn on the lights.
Hell, I don't even cough.
I hide out in the bedroom
Just me and Sam *****
Seriously reconsidering
The kind of friends I've made.
Aug 23, 2016
Aug 23, 2016 at 10:38 PM UTC
Some of my best friends
I've found in my darkest times
When all the ones you felt closest to
Have slipped away
The true ones show.
They reach out to the depths of your heart
Like a blanket of comfort
Shelter from the snow
And cradle us with kind words,
With sincerity.
And that's how you know
That even when the rain falls
And you lose all hope
They will not stray like lost sheep
They will cling like leeches
And **** the poison out.
Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 6:22 PM UTC