i am on the precipice of time itself and i can feel the flames encroaching
why do i embrace the burn, when i should be running, i accept the fate of the unyielding
it rushes over me with unmitigated fury, it destroys me ostentatiously; physically and mentally
not only do you destroy me with your embers you leave me with my thoughts
my psychosomatic illness pains more than the bullet you shot
psycho-narcosis will never solve me
i went to uni after i wrote this and i saw on a wall at uni this how coincidental
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