**** the truth
**** the lies
**** the stupid
**** the wise
**** uncertainty
**** pain
**** your face
**** your name
**** the narrative
**** intent
Your love never
left a dent
**** the pills
**** the symptoms
**** logic
**** religion
**** your friends
**** the games
**** the cause
**** the blame
**** malice
**** fear
But most of all —
**** NEW YEAR

When you think celebrity,
You think an athlete,
Or a musician, probably.

I think ******.
Famous serial killers,
And unexpected homicides.

****** will live in infamy.
As will Charles Manson.
They surpass every "celebrity"
No one will be able forget them.

So here's to them,
The devil's children.
May their names live forever,
Unlike their victims.

Where are you today?
My mind needs to know
In what space you're existing
Who you may be meeting

Are you thinking of her?
Time to run through
Every single possible
Unpleasant scenario

It doesn't even matter
While you never think of me
My mind can't comprehend
Regardless of reality

Here comes the anger
Unnecessary, destructive
Solving absolutely nothing
And it comes just the same

I try to escape in sleep
But, wait, here you are
And here comes the pain
And you smile just the same.

I never asked for this
I never asked for you to
Waltz into my mind and
Never ever leave.

You say —
"Tomorrow is another day."
Like it's a good ******* thing.
You don't know about
My yesterdays but
My todays are numbered.
I'm falling away,
Giddy in the undertow...
Howling at the moon.
I want to write sonnets on your skin
with my tongue —
Eat your boiling core like a starving wolf.
Give me a reason
To stay,
And I'll dance, whirling in the craters of
your soul.

Were it not for you —
I'd wish the world would end.
All stories cut,
Mid sentence.
Humanity stubbed out,
Like a wilting cigarette.
Cataclysmic delight!
Even in our state of disrepair,
I love you too **** much.
Thankfully,
We get on so much better —
Now that we don't talk.
Our love,
Is death
by a thousand cuts.
Stinging us softly,
Into submission.

Everyone that matters to me forgot about my birthday...

It's okay though.

I probably won't have another...

some people are like wounded animals
completely damaged
may God know why

and you shouldn't let them suffer
these wounded animals
no.. they should die