#7
cutburnrip
drawbackthetrigger
dead.
fucked up in the head
wanting to forget it all in the end
kickingscreaming
all inside
outside smiling
happy, maybe
nonexistant
random pieces of joy
burning bridges
with people walking across them
walked all over
used all over
a second hand thing
thrown away, not even thrift store
eyes flittering with
desire to hurt, of hurt
lash out, crack of the whip
no longer reaching out
violence unchecked
living on the edge
between reckless, violence
wanting to give it all up
all repressed.
repressed unto a ball of lead
poison, leeching away
a quick glance
from a statue's face of happiness
a rip in the veil
earthquake, the life shattered
reoccuring like a ghost
haunted.
beyond beyond beyond
reach
tears
control
throw me off the cliff
i'm ready.