FEELINGS

Saturday, December 10, 2005

Contradictions


Contradictions. Why?

Battle within
cracks
fragments
break
smash
armour
all around
my
vital
organs.

Rip
out
my
uteris
slash
it to bits!

Resolute
decided
unsure.

Hear me
touch me
smell me
taste me.

Sick poison.

Destruction.

Sickened
by the
existence
of my life.

Deserve
not to have
sunshine.

Nor God.

Choking
can`t breathe.

Darkness
becomes me.

Too many
shades of grey.

Too many faces
lost count.

Lost hope.

Desire to cut
this skin
and rinse this
ugly blood.

The desire
like a virus
is my last
hope.

Intoxicated
consumed.

No relief
nothing.

Little creatures
keep me
grounded

for now.