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taboo

am i too strange

to speak of death?

too insidious to

think of regrets?

.

what a mystery

how it’ll be when

i wonder about it

again and again

.

am i too strange

to want for death?

am i too inhuman

to feel any regret?

.

what a cold travesty

how it will be when

i attempt to slay myself

again and again and again.

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Entertainment on the 411

Give me a break ’cause I can’t take
Another second, you’re a fucking headache
I ain’t got time to change your mind
How can I move you when you’re stuck in your ways…

~*~

Crawl on your knees and fake a breakdown

In front of me, ‘cause you’re just so adept at that

What you believe is an unpopular opinion

You make me want to spit on my open-wound slats

Just for fun, and then do it again

.

Don’t tell me that this cruelty was what I needed

But sure enough, everyone needs a fucking lie to lead

And if you can’t fix me, hold my head underwater

Cut me open with your tongue, maybe then I’ll feel better

Just for fun, and then do it again

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If it’s a carousel, it’s spinning without gravity

If it’s a rollercoaster, I won’t hold on to the metal bars

Fling me into open space, not wide enough to contain your insanity

Because if this life is a cheap-thrill ride, then fuck it sweetheart

But I’m afraid that you won’t be going too far

Just for fun, can we do it again?

~*~

You’ll see it, you’ll see it
And you’ll see it when you believe
Yeah, hell yeah, you make me wanna
Slit my wrists and play in my own blood…

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metal & skin (xvi.)

i lied when

i played pretend

i rushed in air

and exhaled

blood instead

i’m sorry but

i hurt myself

again

and again

and again…

fuck, i’m sorry

but i can only wish

i was lying then.

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ten seconds

i’ll count to ten

until you’ll start to listen

i’ll count to ten

and do that all over, when

i’ll count to ten

make a quiet wish and then

i’ll count to ten

close my eyes, and see you again.

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letters to s.d.: fragment #6 {promise}

darling, you[REDACTED] be [REDACTED]ay

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i’m sorry.

i didn’t mean to.

what have i done.

i won’t think about it.

i won’t do it again.

for you, i’ll try.

not to die.

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fuck fuck fuck fuck i’m d[REDACTED].

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“but what if i…what if i, i still care?”

i’ll be hearing

back from

you again

but i wonder

if you will

still listen.

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