Samstag, 31. August 2013

inexorably

This feeling fucking burns in my chest. I thought I was in your heart.
You would find a sting in mine if you cared.
I'm feeling sick, I'm tired, I'm sad and raging. All inside of me.
This shit eats me up.
My grandfather is dead. And so are you.
You don't know anything of this fucking shit because you are too blind to see my sorrows.
As always.
Tears coming frequently. Thoughts hammer in my head.
When I blink the skin around my eyes is stretched.
I fucking hate you.

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