grasping

under and aboveI twist, i turn, i count the stars. I cut, i burn, i found the scars. You kick, you scream, you close your eyes. You cry, you dream, you feel demise. We see, we hear, we sense a pain. We hate, we fear, we love in vain. They point, they joke, they mock us so. They hit, they poke, they flock and throw. Bastards with their beady eyes, Jerk-offs with their jaded cries.under and above
I leave the ground, above the flames. I make no sound, avoiding games. I reach the sky, heaven sings. I stretch to fly, spreading wings. Flowing, soaring, a fluent breeze. Gazing, adori


a way of painThis cruel world of nothingness. Holding its relevance. In a scarred palm. Hand of hatred. Objects last out of spite. To sting open wounds. Bitterness resides. Mounds of madness. However you see this idiocy. No matter the clouded horizon. Clarity refines. Trial of sanity. Paths so twisted. Bends of sorrow. Vengeful roads. Ways of the damned.a way of pain
I do adore you so.
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