I am not good company
Bloodsoaked mirrors
Silhouetted memories
Is this what you thought I would be?
A washed out fragment of reality
Silence
A burden
Anull these thorns in my eyes
A catalyst breeding cysts
Black liquid drips
From a blissful page
Once full of life
Reeks of pestilence and piss
Is this how you pictured it to be
A razor is the best form of company
Never speaks
Always listens
In the golden moments
There is truth
Only in the matter
Either way you are a coward
Either way you are dead inside
Like me
Cold and Real Write
"...there is truth/Only in the matter..." amen. - slc
This is one I totally forgot
This is one I totally forgot about writing. I reread it and it is pretty dark and cynical.