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Sketcher Jan 2019
Skin.
Skin!
Not their's. Hers.
Only Hers!
Feeling: Very Good.
Serenity.
Pure.

Leaving.
Pulling Away.
Withdrawal.
Feeling:
Hurts.
Stop.
Feeling.
Sketcher Jan 2019
LHI
Love:
          I found a person that I can't describe,
          I think she is perfect, she is my type,
          Never too somber and never too daft,
          She will talk and laugh and design and craft,
          Beautiful art all winter and summer,
          She understands pain and gives me comfort,
          Recently I've thought, "This can't be real life.",
          This is too good to be true, somethings not right.
Hate:
          I was correct, it's too good to be true,
          I can see past her beauty and UwU,
          And **** it all, she just acts like she cares,
          Now she is part of all of my nightmares,
          Does she want me or not, I'm so confused,
          I want to end it all, this is abuse,
          Mental abuse that I'll never forget,
          I hate her and wish that we never met.
Insanity:
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1FUCKI11111111111¶¶¶¶111¶¶¶¶111111111I11DIE
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_PLEASED­IE11111111111I111IDIE111I1DIE__
_QUICKLY11111111­1111IDIE111DIE1__
__1KILLME11111111TOSTOP111­¶¶___
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Hiding insanity to the best of my ability inside of my feelings which is nothing but heartache... distorted heart...
Sketcher Jan 2019
Yet another day I can't go outside,
The walls closing in, my tears like the tide,
Plotting during day, crying during night,
How much longer must I put up this fight?
I must find a way to escape his wrath,
Marriage was obviously the wrong path,
During day work or during his night bath,
I'll sprint out the house, but I must run fast.
-       -       -       -       -       -       -       -       -       -
The door squeaked as I quickly closed the door,
Key in ignition, the engine did roar,
Quick prayer to God, then pressed pedal to floor,
This evil mans wrath I shall feel no more,
I realized I had nowhere to go,
As I drove in silence, through the thick snow,
I decided to turn around and drove,
To the only place I ever did know.
I'm reading 'The House on Mango Street'.
Sketcher Jan 2019
I never go in for it,
I always let you,
Next time I will explore it,
Or nah, forget you,
But still, will you come closer?
I still need your love,
Today you are the grocer,
That gives me the drug,
With your smug face,
Hug laced with a snug waste,
It's distasteful and fake,
But cures the withdrawal,
Either way I'll come to you, stumble, and fall,
In ***, crumble, and stall,
Half drunk, half high, off the wall,
Shrunk down, dry out, then I crawl,
Back to you every ******* time...
Sketcher Jan 2019
Dear Mama,
You would pause throughout the days amidst the drama,
And talk to me about why we should persist and what’s gonna,
Come of all of this and then climb out of the abyss to forget papa,
And reminisce in incidents of our time in home and in the old Honda.

Dear Papa,
It’s been a very, very long time without you,
A month after you were married, who knew,
You would be buried after a pew, pew, pew,
Shot twice in the upper back and once in the head,
We saw he was black as he ran off, up ahead,
Of your falling attacked body, we yelled as you bled,
Landed on the silver cracked and red stained cement.

Dear Sis,
I know we both long for and miss,
The man who’s gone for the abyss,
So, I wrote a song in honor of his bliss,
Haven’t kissed him since the coffin,
Church surrounded in a foggy mist,
Skin cracked and wrinkled, yet softened,
He will never be forgotten.
Sketcher Jan 2019
I tried humans once, they really weren't fun,
Loved me for some time, threw me out once done,
We praised someones birth, we wept when one died,
They cried when I laughed, they laughed when I cried,
They gave me a feeling of love and pain,
A feeling that makes a man go insane,
It's better not to feel, or so I'm told,
So I've decided to embrace the cold.

The cold is my friend, a friend that can numb,
Unsheathed pocket hand, freeze pinky to thumb,
Strip the shoes and socks off so that the toes,
Feel cold like my bare face, just like my nose,
Stripped off jacket, they say, "What's wrong with you?",
"Everyone is wearing one. Get a clue!",
They can't fathom the way I like to roll,
I tell them, "It's chill... I'm friends with the cold.".

But when cold fleets, and all I feel is heat,
I flee the outdoors, away from the streets,
Into my room where I sit and I wait,
Till' I've thought of a way to replicate,
The all time greatest friend that I once knew,
But things like an ice bath would never do,
Just a subtle breeze, then my love is sold,
To the precious wind, to the freezing cold.
Brrr...
Sketcher Dec 2018
She said the song was charming,
She had said the boy was cute,
She said I was easy to talk to,
Because I usually remained mute.

She said she liked the biting,
Teeth sunk right into her hips,
She said the blood really turned her on,
But I much rather preferred her lips.

She had a decent boyfriend,
But his love wasn't enough,
She ****** and ****** **** out in the woods,
She was a ***** that preferred this stuff.

At one point I wanted her,
All of her just to myself,
Now I'll avoid her and stay away,
Until she decides to fix herself.

Or should I stay and help her?
I am not sure what to do,
I'll stick around to cure her sickness,
Hopefully I won't catch her flue.
Stay and help or leave and ignore?
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