Boiling up inside me, this viscerally violent torrent
Explodes through my scream. And I’m here
With a wooden stick, slamming it from wall to wall
I like being LOUD.
I like the feeling of splinters burning through.
I like sitting against the door and blocking out the shouting.
Her head slams against the concrete floor
The stick bounces from her skull and thuds out
A strange demonic laughter.
I hit her harder, I like the sound of bone cracking.
I like the feel of blood spattering on my lips.
And through the window, seas of strangers
Look in with distant, indifferent stares
The audience at some vile freak circus, but
I loved them once. Their faces, stolen from
People I used to know. The people who cared
About her.
Their cold hands claw at the window.
I fly headfirst and feel the glass break over my head
Flashes of water, the razorblade waves drown
My eyeballs.
And the aliens outside look on, curious.
Worrying about how much it will cost to replace
Well fuck them, how much will it take
To replace me.
.
I don’t need anyone. I’m happy here in this cell
With the corpse of who I used to be slowly smothering
This incomplete reflection. Choking on her putrid oxygen.
I like being suffocated.
I like breathing in the stench of a rotting memory.
Author notes
the first person who read this was a little perplexed by the "i like"s...which i thought was curious, i hope it comes across in the tone that its meant to be kind of bitter, defiant sarcasm. anyways, as always any comments appreciated.
Written March 7th, 2006
A contest entry
- 25 and under by silverscent.
460 points, ended February 12, 2008, 25 entries
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im 25 or under
hope you enjoy.
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hooooooooooooooooooooooooooly shit! okay so you're on my favorites list.. and whatever your name was previously... just changed. therefore, i came to check you out
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and my god, can we say brilliance? ahhhh, i love this. it reminds me of secret window in a more detailed manner.. and to carry out a thicker plot in a poem than a book/2 hour movie... well that's highly commendable! great work, i'll be back to read more.
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Hi Frey. Please get back to me. I want to know how you are. Whether that be good or bad, knowing is better than not knowing.
Even when it seems, love only comes in dreams
Even as you struggle to find hope
Even as you see, the sun drown in the sea
Know that i am here to help you cope.
Dont be afraid.....
I'll love you and I'll care for you
I'll keep you safe and strong
I'm proud of you, and all you do
Even when you go wrong.
Don't be afraid..."
In Christ
Edited on Mar 23, 1:32 p.m. because ''. -
wow
thankyou, i didnt actually expect any comments on this one, its fairly agressive! havent heard from you in ages, hows it all going? take it easy
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superb
I love that you can create a world with your words -
You better continue writing - you have much to give -
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