There are certain times I wished I wasn't so alive, and I would take it out on people like they dead I blow them with words so red, it chops their from their shoulders, and they run circles till they off the face of the earth it only works if I know about you to pierce your heart, your soul, and if you've pierced It only works if you've touched me soft with patterns of I disengage the bond if my paranoia seeps to the surface vomit Why do you even It when I hate myself to the bone Broken mirror I alone Did you ever wonder if I at home away from your prying eyes? Did you ever if I smiled at home away from my worldly disguises?
Deep thought crushes me with and ill-will feeds on interpretation I'm inhuman, a beast I resent you for cold streak I walk, talk, and think I lose myself in a cradle of a sadistic I slowly It in my blood, and I salivate like a chorus of cats in heat, for the slightest contact, with my long looks and calls I starve for I run from myself a wall There's no escaping me, I jump and Your hand clutching my ankle, I viciously let go with thoughts, yells, rivers, of my life from hell, in the split before the concrete smashes my face They cut you deeply I smell your blood a fiend, and reach even deeper, I masturbate mentally with the strange pain has blessed me with I can't until you hit the floor My arms I hold out, I let you thru them smiling I bring you down to my level of broken-ness
We're dragons
Maybe if I myself m