Never has so much remorse and regret squelched through my marrows. I am, said Fool. I am, said Sorrow. I am, said Filth. I am, said me.
Confusion as we know it is just a clever delusion to keep us from right. Chaos' arms, hold me sweetly. I've forfeit this repetitive world. Happiness and love always comes with the price of tragedy and unforgivable mistakes.
He got his hair cut today. But I didn't muster a single word; he never notices when I've a new plea upon my dancing lips. Are we so oblivious to ourselves? And whilst he angers over spilt wine, I anger over snide remarks of yesterday's phases.
We should all burn together. Linked by arms and twirl in flaming unison, our screaming a rejoiceful song.
I don't feel like talking. Have my guilt-ridden words caused you pain? For if I didn't tell you, the rumor would writhe within my core and rot my organs slowly. Am I really so hideous that a drained corpse is held higher in your obvious dreams? I drink more than a crippled pirate king and not once thinking of you. No, I haven't doubted your professed claim, but I have doubted your wandering and lustful eyes.
I've still got four more bottled friends on my left. I don't see your face on the glass bottom, I swear, really. Your very name sends my nerves waving with firey electrical impulses. Though I'll admit the bitter aftertaste has a bit of loathe to it. I'll enjoy my last moments with utter vengeance. You dared to waste my pretentious seconds and diluted emotions. All fun and games in your mind, a dance around the maypole. All up until it all crashes and burns, leaving you sticking your bloated tongue out to catch the floating ash.
The air tastes of autumn and this scene needs a vital change. You once told me you loved me. I'd rather down acid than hear you ever say that again.
Coniving.
Manipulative.
Charming.
Monster.
It saddens me that your lips taste like addiction. I'll watch every wench fall and slowly crumble into non-existance.
I bet your bones are beautiful. I want to snap them with my fingertips.
Break you, my dear.
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4 comments:
I love you. I love how you write. I love you. Wow. That was dark and saddening and scary and insanely awesome! Golly I just love you!
:D
Thank you!
I was sitting in my room and listening to sad, painful songs that made me want to write something maddening.
SO I did.
Abosultely thrilled you like it.
E.
Please tell me this is not a real person. If it is, tell me his name and lemme at 'em.
Cannot believe how well you write. Really.
M.I.
Ive,
Thank you so much for your lovely support :3
But really, I assure you all, this is a total creation of my imagination. If was super ticked at a guy, you'd be hearing a lot more x]
-E.
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