We are all going to die.

Let's hope it gets here faster.

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some nights,

i need someone to just...

hold me.

assure me.

repair me.

and you don't even realize it.

a wreck.
a disaster.
without cause.
without calling.
i am unguided
and motionless.
trapped within
non existent spaces.
not forward.
not backward.
still breathing,
but barely.
i will continue to
withhold and drain,
until i feel
nothing at all.

this has
not been my
life thus
far,
has it?

did you
take the
time to
watch me
fall apart?

i am
successfully
coming
apart
at the
seams.

locked in.
strapped down.
pushed out.
fucked up.

i'll warm
my body
with
a burning
bridge.

today was
a good day
to die.

i am the
disaster
of well being
heart breaks
and
compound
fractures
entirely
rootless
but only
slightly
ruthless
bound more
tightly than
prometheus
but i don't need
a fucking
eagle
to damage my liver
i can handle
that just fine
and i'm just
fine
just fine
just
fine.

fine.

just.

fine.

i hate everything.

we are endlessly
optimistic
that i will
forge forward
openly
miserable
we shall march
forth through
oncoming
strong arms
and backlashes
they can
be ruthless
and endearing
but with
fiery gods
on horseback

dear sage,
forgives.

the way she walks
away
from me is alluring.

it's always a surprise.

she never looks
back
to see my wounds ooze.

her tongue flicks
across
her sharpened teeth.

licking each canine.

she's searching
around
for a new vein.

i could watch her walk forever.

if she didn't leave me.

we knew it was love when she
was coated in my blood.

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i will never be drunk enough to forgive you.