"artieres" poems
sometimes when I think of you, all I can feel are my insides internally drowning and the artieres start to ache with the lethal fluids from your words
Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 7:05 PM UTC
watch me take a breath,
breathe in clouds of smoke that eradicate my lungs
watch the smile creep across my face , go on
watch the powder stick to my nose
watch... go on...
watch my body slip away from my mind,
watch
watch my heart fail and stutter
watch tar build roads through my artieres
watch...
watch the dope crawl through my brain..
watch me sing
watch me dance
watch me die, my mind writhing in pain..
so long as you savour the experience
so long as im worth your time
so go on...
look at me with those back lit black tipped eyes,
watch me
and i swear ill make it worth your time
L.G
Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 6:51 PM UTC