I realized that the Hold I have on you is more powerful than the hold you have on me.
I cut. I bled
Portals in my mind were opened
now i see without eyes. i see with my mind
the laid back ease.
arms are bloody
never was easy to please.
i want out. the easy way
my strength is unheard of
so strong it weakens me.
traveling through my thoughts is tiresome and tedious
thoughts that should be read are not on paper
smells of pleasure. smells of memories once gone sour
smells of death turn to ease and clarity
i imagine what it feels like to travel my thoughts.
limbs are weak and shaky
eyes are big with the fear of an innocent
age doesn't exist
no cares. no expectations
soft flowing ground tingles the toes
moving forward in a drunk live daze.
no speaking
there are no words
the whistling whispers dance about
waves of fear mesh with clouds of emptiness
