morbid
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Trauma layer cakeCrack your teeth and give you A stomachacheBefore your shift at the Holiday InnBeading customer complaints out your skin
Within a minute you are quick to claim your fame
In another moment you completely disowned it
A rebel driven by the devil words of wisdom questioned
A world full of deception
Within a minute you are quick to claim your fame
In another moment you completely disowned it
A rebel driven by the devil words of wisdom questioned
A world full of deception
Sometimes, I imagine what it would
be like to be bedridden
or dead.
Morbid, but possible, someday.
I am grateful the future
is not in my hands.
Hickory, dickory, dock. Three mice ran up the clock. The clock struck one, and down two run, mourning the terrible loss.
The charcoaled coat lies dead on the ground, the child’s coat burned well
They saved the dog, the fish, the cat, I suppose that’s at least swell
With knives, you bless me with marks of loveWhile your words guide my mind to insanityYour kisses leave me weak; tear inducedDrunk on your pain
In the already messed up nature of the world, she couldn’t find a Drop Of life.There was nothing in the pond, Nor on the shelf in her closet. Nothing.She stood alone in silence. Isolated. She never sat, because she had too much to do. Too much to
It's 2 a.m., on a cloudy night
as the man trudges down the street.
He looks at the ground, then over his shoulder
as he stumbles over his feet.
In his hand, an almost-empty bottle of Jack
Wrapped in a blanket,
Warm as can be,
No thought to forsake it,
No breath can he see.
Snow won't stop jumping,
From the clouds to the ground,
It all began when Sam was small,
His mom was left dead by the worst demon of all.
Sam was in college when his dad disappeared,
His brother, Dean showed up without a single tear.
Stab, stab. Cut, cut. I'll bleed onto you.
Every known color will fade into you someday.
Permanently marking your body, mutilating you beyond recognition.
If I push too deep I might tear through your flimsy skin.
curled up i sat in a bleached
hospital bed
frightened like never before
listening to the doctor
tell a nine year old girl that she had
