Hands dripping clean of posion,
Tag: borderlinepersonalitydisorder
The start or the finish?
Romanticizing the rush
Lost in Translation
The words I want to say dont seem to stay but, you have. You captured me And it is plain to see by the look on your face; You’re not going anywhere. Take me to a place I can erase all these words I can’t seem to say.
Existence
I need you Like green needs blue.
Drip
Up goes the regret and the guilt Through the passage My sense of smell; Built up And the taste potently powdered in sheep’s Fleece. Appearing small but mighty, Fighting the skeletons I’ve dressed in Suppression. Questioning that fine line Like a chalked silhouette At a crime scene. Pure emptiness Resets itself And I am tempted… Continue reading Drip
Misunderstood InSaNiTy 