my mind choking on the static
searing rage boiling in my core
overinflation leads to disaster
how can i come out of this in one piece?
my skin melting before my eyes
peeling back to reveal the thing
that drapes itself in humanity
but will never truly be whole
all my anesthetic hope is gone
evaporated before the daylight dimmed
now i'm drowning in the dark
and there are no lifeboats left
maybe you should have opened
your damned eyes and seen
the dynamite that I was
before you threw me into the flames
fuck the world, and fuck me too
i know i'm bound to explode
and i'm going to take the whole
damn world to hell with me
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It Runs In Our Code
Poetrythe two of us together we're straining against our stitches so many coded kisses have been encrypted on our lips { this is where we continue to ponder the absence of all capital letters } This is my second book of poetry, a sequel of sorts to Eyes F...
