There are certain times when I I wasn't so alive, and I would take it out on people like were dead I blow them with words so red, it chops their from their shoulders, and they run circles till they fall off the of the earth it only works if I enough about you to pierce your heart, your soul, and if you've mine It only works if you've me soft with patterns of trust I disengage the bond if my paranoia seeps to the like vomit Why do you bother? It when I hate myself to the bone Broken mirror I feel Did you ever wonder if I smiled at home away from your eyes? Did you ever wonder if I smiled at home from my worldly disguises?
Deep thought me with bombs and ill-will feeds on interpretation I'm inhuman, a beast I you for your cold streak I walk, talk, and think I myself in a cradle of a sadistic hate I shake It rings in my blood, and I like a chorus of cats in heat, for the slightest contact, with my sharp looks and calls I starve for I run from towards a wall There's no me, I jump and stall Your hand clutching my ankle, I viciously let go thoughts, yells, rivers, translations of my life from hell, in the second before the concrete smashes my face They cut you I smell your blood like a fiend, and reach even deeper, I masturbate mentally with the power pain has blessed me with I can't stop until you hit the My I hold out, I let you fall thru them Secretly smiling I bring you to my level of broken-ness
We're such
if I loved myself m