i used to have wings....i would fly all around the world without a care....even my hopes and dreams would fly high with me....but alas my wings have broken....so now i walk the earth with broken wings....but i still attempt to fly but i still end up crashing to the earth....maybe someday someone will catch me....
people think they need to protect me....i smile at the gesture....but i dont need it....i dont need a shield....people look at me and think im weak....but im stronger then you think....im not bragging....im just saying that im alot stronger then most people....you mess with me or my friends then your bascially dead....im not mean....i just dont need a shield....
i sit in my room....wondering if my life is worth it....then out of the shadow of my room i see something....a figure,no,a shadow....the shadow asks me whats wrong,and i respond my sadness to it....but i notice the shadow has a bust,they are big,firm breasts,and a hourglass figure that would make anyman drool,and a voice of a black angel....but i have no interest....my only interest is the crystal in my system slowly working....the shadow still talks to me....tells me her life and i respond with mine....we then stare into the pools that make her eyes....i see her soul,it may be black,but its still a soul....we later get close to eachother and kiss eachother,warm and wet....we embrace deeply and trace my hand across her body and we lay down....we make love on the cold stone floor,but we dont care....its sweet,yet rough....sweaty yet enjoyable....after we have the explosions we lay down and fall into a sleep....when i awake i see im still alive but the shadow is gone....i wonder if she was even real or it was the meth....
in my darkest dreams....in my brightest days....i see it....the void....the place where nightmares are made....they say to confront your fears....but they also say never look into the void....but doesnt one do the other....but its to late....ive already looked into it....and i see myself....and then....black....
i lay in my room everyday,and when i do....i go back....to where exactly?well i'll tell you....i go to a place where happiness is a extinct species....where lust and greed reign....where a person will tell you they love you but only want the tool in your pants....where a wife is always in a different mans bed everynight ad the husband knows it but just sits on his chair drinking gin....where you see a drug addict around every corner and a dead child in every alley and know on cares....a place where older men will touch a little girl in place they should never touch,and the fucked up part is the girl doesnt fight back because shes used to it and needs food....a place where a mother calls her son"her special little boy"and its not for the sweet reasons you think....now your probably asking yourself"what the fuck is wrong with you?and how do you think up something like this?"....well the answer is,i know this place....in my darkest thoughts....in my deepest memories....and this world will become that place soon....very soon....
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