So today, everything has felt like:
Nails on a chalkboard
Ice and metal on your teeth
Salt in your ******** wounds.
I have felt:
Cold at heart,
Bitter towards you
Like I know that I could:
Crack your ribs,
but never break your heart.
In my throat I feel you:
Bleeding,
and screaming at me,
vomiting up
like the precious thing you are.
But, I dont:
Know who you are,
or why you are here
and what you want with me.
But I know that I feel you,
Swarming in me, melting
and swaying with such perfect balance.
 Jubella · Tue Mar 29, 2005 @ 01:10am · 0 Comments |
