Do You Know My Abc's?
And it was there. Looking me in the eye, “I shall born you.” I was overcome with
sadness.
Before I was born I died. I was one with everything. I was more alive then, then I
am now.
Children seem so simple. Children seem so free. Why is life so hard. Maybe the
simple one is me.
Deep cuts in my heart. A boy that I love with all of me. I might’ve been invisible
because he always walked by.
Enough of this! I hate it all. I gathered myself and left my heart behind.
Falling down the tubes. Drifting though life. No friends, no family. I. Can’t. Breath.
Gaining momentum. Losing myself.
Hot under my skin. It’s getting tighter. Wanting to rip through it.
I, am, not, real.
Just between us. Just between us two. I used to be everything.
Killing gives life. I want to give my life to you.
Love exists only as water. My heart is dry.
Maybe I’m your dream. Maybe you are mine. Maybe neither of us carry weight.
Maybe both of us have died.
No, you never gave me a drop.
O I cry. I cry for you. I cry I cry I cry I cry for you.
Plenty of times I wonder how long my sentence is.
Quiere un vaso de dulce sangre. Dibuja un corazon dentro de mi cuerpo. Con
esto corazon agujero, bebe mi vida.
Run away from what you’ve heard. Leave and write your own truths. They say He.
He does not exist. It tells me so.
Say what’s on my mind? Ultimate indulgences; eating meat and having sex. A
man is meat. Chocolate is sex. A Chocolate man is the only heaven that will ever
exist. Next to Him.
Telling you about my life is wasting the time I have to live it. If you’re meant for me
you’ll just know.
Un knowledged people need to stop giving the gift of life and start giving the gift
of life.
Very little patience do I have for those with no words. I’ll look for the person who
stole them from you.
Will you be the one that I can hold for now? Do you have a sweet heart, do you
have soft soul?. Will you be the the love that my ego drinks?
Xoxo hugs and kisses. Hugs and kisses. Let me touch your skin, help me miss
your soul.
You’re looking inside me. Like it used to.
Zero words writing in my head. Where do my thoughts go? They go on this page.
This page of my life.
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