Some things that just were.

Holding arms that feel down only so deep
Crawling back to what might have been
But for weak delivery
Considered sin
Breaking bottles for the chance of living to get what one wants
Decisions come easy when you know what you want
Hate comes easy when you know what you want.

Trifles so belonging,
So don’t understand me, don’t try, don’t let me let you in. Don’t forget with me you never win. We are never home, its always gone too far, I always over step boundaries. That line, yeah I’ll cross it.

STRIKE ME
Fuck me up, learn me my lesson
Don’t hate me I cry,
Corrupted crumpled seething
Hate for the owner.

Dear me, please stop.
Please figure this out soon and do what you supposed you could or believe you can’t and move on.
Dear self; I’m sorry. Hell comes too quickly, so mysterious. Like a lover it enters. We are all the bearers of an affair, cheating, destroying, lying, forgetting.
Miscommuication
Ripping and hacking and gnawing and devouring.
I DIE A LITTLE MORE EACH DAY.
The trap was well set, the actions no more predictable than firestorm disaster of sky.
So trampled, one who walked out into the road of its own regard.
Bring me back to life, I plea: hoping someone will care enough to tell me to pick another cup. Emit words please oh god.
I died the day reality was created.
Attraction: meet the living dead. The heat will stop and head shall freeze over.
I burned myself when I made so to dethaw. My eyes singed out, ears defected.
Deflect these dreams.
END IT> oh god my god oh god
Kill me screams a part of me I want most
Fear driven by fear
I WILL NOT LET GO,
Climbing over vines that hang me.