you lay your heart out
dusty and delicate;
across the counter
of which you eat the insides of your
screams.
you're all drawn out,
bleeding fore-traced
on awkward pauses so
explicit
in their re-
re-
retaliation-.
my teeth meet your floor;
my
heart nailed between the
cross upon your door--
a sinister gaze
decrepit;
needle injections
to my sterilized
infections;;
so profusely
inaccurate.
a spine motion
bound useless
and inevitably
a wreck.
paralysis.
you're the epitome
of all of my disguises;
that face I hide behind
under circumstances so
ghastly.
so empty.
(as days and nights go by)
go by a little slower.
my pulse rises a little faster;
and the trails of electric shock cross my brain
at the speed of
impulse.
neurologically sane
by my standards;
-- yours lay dormant.
Author notes
I can't get my thoughts out, so this is an extremely bad example of my writing...
But, I needed to write SOMETHING...
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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give your self more credit
just by getting this out there, you do well, i thought it had a starkness, that really actually animates it quite artistically, i will be reading more
PEACE
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Even if you say it's a bad example it's still great. Now I need to see your definition of good, by the looks of this, that'd really blow me away.
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