could a pen provide the comfort of a hug?
a love by which kisses exceed requirements
where friendships never shatter
last straws never pulled
rainbows never end amongst the olden cryptic days
tears that bring the salvation of life's tortures
do you feel the oppression?
weight upon my smiles
the joy of youth
crushed by jealous minds
immature souls
hate devises no exit
a corner to crumble
blades to free the teasing of skin
break
don't bend
let a wall crash
bring kindness down with it
another teenage dirtbag
never purely correct in their actions
asshole embodied in their souls
stamped out
secluded from their momentary joy
what happened to the survival of the fittest?
by nature one of three live to die
asylums can take your obsessions
demons can capture your soul
where the fuck are the fairy tales?
why don't tales show blood?
show frustration of this magnitude
an ending that won't say
"the end"
but
"be young, have fun. kill."
