Mentality Overkill.
Commit me! Grasp my swollen, cold, dangling hand! My torn mind, a crater waiting to explode lava of dissatisfaction. Justify my fall from grace? Certify this angst i rub myself in. Im no Hero, im no poet, im a patriot of irrelevance, a leader of mistakes. Calm my shaking brain, water it down with alcohol. Calm me, articulate to me, numb this fucked up World! Bring the rain to a halt, relax the sun's nervousness and let it shine upon the shabby platform. Become the saviour to my dissolving cognition, juice the planet of its sour liquid.
I speak to you with slender worlds, i wrap my scarred hands around your ever fragile chamber. I communicate to you in words of sincere approval. A florescent smell lingers upon my garment at the aftermath of our meeting. Its still there, evolving potently into the fabric. I jump in a paradise baring sunshine and forever growing flowers, flowers reminiscent of my jackets converted fragrance.
I speak to you with slender worlds, i wrap my scarred hands around your ever fragile chamber. I communicate to you in words of sincere approval. A florescent smell lingers upon my garment at the aftermath of our meeting. Its still there, evolving potently into the fabric. I jump in a paradise baring sunshine and forever growing flowers, flowers reminiscent of my jackets converted fragrance.
Whoa dang. :O
That's great!
rosy-lynn, July 6th, 2008 at 05:02:21am
wow, that's... beautiful.
you ARE a poet.
Baby Bondage, July 4th, 2008 at 06:05:04pm
Mark....U ok?
I dont really get what this blog is
Rain, July 4th, 2008 at 04:27:34pm