I hear your screams, I just don't care
Your burdens are yours to keep
Silent whispers in my ear
No need to disturb the pieces
You call my name
But I can't
No I won't
Be bothered
No I won't
Supervise
Your departure
Broken bodies in a ditch
Crashing cars just for a fix
I'm not your fucking witch
Won't hear your dying wish
Any last words
Before I take you
Away from this place?
You're just a blister in my head
A bloody concubine
You have no burial place
And you'll never take mine
I hear the whispered voices in my mind
I feel the claws ripping inside
You fucking ghosts beg for release
So why the hell do you torment me
Just a bunch of broken pieces on the floor
Unattained
Never to be something more
Chills. Literal goosebumps.
Chills. Literal goosebumps. This is amazing. You portrayed your passion and hatred/rage so perfectly to me.
**if it's an eye for an eye, then we'll all go blind.**
Thank you :) that means a
Thank you :) that means a lot. I was in a very odd place when I wrote this one, I'm glad you like it.
Two Sided Coin
Love in hate, life in pain, inexplicable ecstasy in purgatory. The rant as a curse, interesting and disturbing. Move over Poe. ~allets~
I'm glad I could satisfy the
I'm glad I could satisfy the dark touch for you!