frustration.and when i wake up, this face..it's beautiful, shining eyes never stop staringi want to make it stopi want to make it leavebut it won'tand i'm left to my thoughtsand dreamsthe constant want of changefor my whole world to be ripped away from mejust so i can cryand finally fucking do itlet it outfind some way to release this tidal wave in my mindfrustration strangles meit claws at my skininto my iristhrough my eyesi can't stand this anymorebut i willi have tono weakness because i am not weaklet me bleed and cry until all my frustration drains away.let this be over.so i can live again.
valerie.spiders crawl over my skinhundreds of legs spread out to devour mei sit there, still and placidletting them tickle me and dance along my fleshi lick my lips and fall downwardsthrough spirals and circlestwirling.i pick up things as i fly pastthings i need to keep going.things to keep me alivei see my dress flare out underneath meit flies over my face and i can't seestep on my hands and snap my fingerswrap me up in bandages and cover me in bandaids.make me bettermake it all go away..i feel your teeth sink into my neckand the shivers run down my spineyou kiss my wrists and"if you're a bird, i'm a bird"..the ocean calls me closerit's cold touch creeping over my bodyit sings to me and i fall asleepcan one fly when drowning,devoured by sea and air.once more.right where i belong.
to let go.i'm like the sigh that disapearedhalf way out of your mouthonly to findi'm split in half by metal andnothing will ever stand in my way.- i sink through the sand and leave behindall the guilt and sickness that tears apartwho i really am.and you find that, that sigh you delicatelybut honestly let disapearnever really left you at all.but what does it mean?i'm a dancer and a snake and the treesthat always bend and sway to the pointyou think they'll break but..that's part of regrowth.you let it go and you find something elsewill grow..
to drown.when butterflies land on the faces of ghosts;nothing left but smoke that drifts away on the windlike all the thoughts we thinkthat pass through our minds as we pass on..- just a leaf floating down an empty street.
the empty collections of love.I can feel the silky breath of life as it blows throughmy harsh and nearly, but not quite broken bodyi bend and sway with the treeslike a dancerlike a snakegliding along it's path and leaving such a small traceof life- an existance in the sand
the change that hid.my hands are dirty andi don't feel so innocent, lovelyshaking, feeling away at my stomachtrying to find the perfect movementi feel wrong and not righti try to reach out for the familarbut i fall.no dots to form a larger pictureno lines to fullfill my destinywater and clouds cover my irisentering through my third eyecover me up and throw me downthe rabbit hole and leave me thereto find the rabbit.trying to open up to the bigger picturetrying to see what will become of menothing to do but to do nothingwithout material goods that i don't needfeeling guilty about my own consumptionwhen all i want is for mind explorationi'm everything i am in alight bulb flash and i'm fucking changed.my hands are dirty andi wish it all away..what am i so scared of?
glass and air.i can feel the wax hardening on my finger tipsit burns and it'sthe only thing right now that i believewhat do you consider perfect,and how can i believe that?the amount of times i've been lied to,makes me realise that i don't want you.you try and try to build up your fucking,bleedingi'm over it and i just don't want this life.years and years have come and left mefilled with experience andi'm reaching out for the touch of skinand bones and life and waterit's so much more than i ever knew existed.i'm here to create the new worldnot be stuck left here watchingwatching the love become the martyryou're blinded by your own fucking highright now isn't the time to fight against the curelisten and watchi'm just a fucking shard of glassand so much more than you could ever process.