Mental Mind F*** [trig]

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Isa, Feb 5, 2006.

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  1. Isa

    Isa Well-Known Member

    I remember the sound of the clock on his wall
    to my.. .right
    I remember the time we put bath letters onthe wall for a joke
    and i cried all... night
    i remember the baseball caps
    and the swords under the bed
    I remember hating myself
    I wanted to be.. anywhere else but here
    i want to hate you
    i want it to hurt
    i want you to feel this
    of what you

    what i did to myself
    in your room
    with you on top of me
    my sick self torture
    its what i did to myself
    now im tired
    tired fo fighting you
    so go on ahead
    keep going
    time and time again
    with every touch
    from every person
    with every glance
    from any one who looks like you
    fuck me over
    fuck me til i bleed
    then maybe ill get away from you
    when i die
  2. BrokenPieces

    BrokenPieces Well-Known Member much emotion that comes from this. I can somewhat relate to it.

    Keep up the good work!
  3. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    Intense... :hug:
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