l33's blog: "Poetry and Babble"

I’d rip my heart out and pour it into a glass jar if I thought you’d see it clearer. Better for you to see it and conceive it, than to believe me never. Follow this clever thought process, if not, I’ll spoon feed it to you so its easier for you to digest. I confess, I created this existence. A world of desolate plateaus and lost souls, who sold their warmth to live in the cold. It grows old knowing this story will never get told. So, I’ll hook you up to an IV of pure emotion; so when I cry, you cry and together, that’s called devotion. A whole new love potion to set this world in motion, stirring up a commotion they’ve never seen before. But Until then I lore the weak and the wounded to accompany me in this lurid sea of what has become of me. Left for ruin and despondency. Dependency. I I digress I take a deep breath Fill my chest. Feel my heart Feel the blood swim within to keep me bound when I feel apart. Its hard, But somehow, I’ll manage this worthless savage to be more blithesome and ecstatic. And hope And imagine Dream, next time this wont happen.

blue colors and tasteless dreams the body is pur, but the soul feels unclean heart weighs heave due to scorpion venom. as high as i climb the void gets deeper move away run it all seems so clever forked tongue conversationalists warn me better two faces, two personalities whats to believe? why trust anything when we're only deceived? sick from lying in this astrological muck falling forever just like a Fish's luck

you move, like i want to you see the things i want to around you i feel i should burn you feel, like angels should you smell like flowers do around you i feel i should burn Time, has tortured me all the lies false promises have blinded me but now, so close to you i see, i feel i feel i should burn