*one last poem for you
Out the window And down the stairs Where Im being reminded in every way. Shot right up my temples A vision in a window in the middle of the room my head is falling. I sit in the chair infront of the halo(lll) in which you have the nerve to remind me A rotting soft spot You never miss

I have the mind for games I have an everything inside my pocket. Into my meathunger Into my melting chair of nails you shoot your dart

Out the window And down the stairs Where your lost desires become headlines You live for yourself alone. cry by yourself. I wonder if you went out right after you shut it down.

I was left sitting there Crazy insomniac Holding on tight and floating on my fucking throat tender handgrip a million miles away You gave me a culture shot A place in my sweetest mind to prove myself. You grip me by the neck and bent me over hard A step up head to the floor will this ever end?

A low move to a low place I take my hands off for the eleventh time you stupid girl stoned and numb go away and rot. the closest the prettyest go away and rot

I needed this so I wanted this I loved you I’ve seen this

where


*for you. you know who you are.