Saturday, September 10, 2011

Crying Like Wolves


i lament seeing every single person as a hole, i have dug myself into

every negative thing that is said to me stings
because i know that i deserve it
and every positive thing said to me
stings even moreso knowing that i do not

but fuck you
don't obstruct the truth
when it is truly the only thing that
you shells have

i document these useless things
as merely a point to look back on
at this point, waiting to look back

off to escape
going to a dream state
bound to make less mistakes
my lifeless body is resented
but moreso when awake 

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