6.11.2006

how these lacerations slip through your teeth,
what I hate in me I see in you,
this is how I nurse my wounds,
how can I change the way I feel inside?
I want to forget my existence, erase the foot prints i've made,
nothing is good, blinder is better,
wind me tight, for I am close to unraveling,
brace yourself,
a sight for pitiful eyes,
hunting myself with little resistence,
all these filthy thoughts,
you can't stop me,
when you say it,
almost giving yourself away,
never more than just a taste,
so keep your distance

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