Black Paint

Role Over, nothing but the moist air
Soft ring through my mind
Splitting accross my scalp
Leaping through hell and back again
Again and again.
Again and again.

Dripping down the wall
slowly and steadily leaking and
devouring the old pealing white paint
you watch it as it moves and it reminds you
of how no one understands

You tried to love, but they didn't love you
you tried to fight but they always beat you
you tried to run but they always caught you
you tried their ways but shot you down

you are the Excluded and the unwanted, the beaten and the damned. and you are spread lightly over the walls of a broken fantasy.
cowering alone in your own little corner hidden by the shadows. people who mildly care try to help you, but no, you’re beyond help,
so you sit there
alone
broken
and beaten.
and watch as you are slowly covered by them,
billions and billions of black drops
now you are lost and never coming back

good bye.