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“Space-Filler”
Holding the coldness of it against my tenderness
It’s been a while since my last severing
Suffering so much in silence
I need the searing violence
Demons start their ********
and break my will, submissive slut
This time my thoughts can’t fly
as I fall in rhythm to this music of mine
I need to do more than just cry this time
Stop the demons whispering behind my eyes
I wish the pain could be replaced
I wish that I could be erased
Falling in step with the dance of danger
Dip and bow and bleed and mangle
Words that cripple, me unshared
disappears is the pain flares
********, what a rush
skin, juxtaposed, bourn and flushed
painful voids filled with abrasions
passing time in this station
from the sinews to the floor
from sorrows’ seas to abandoned shores
Come again, come undone
the pain recedes, no more fun
Dribble dibble dibble drip
still getting my giggles and shits
The game is done, my thoughts won’t still
Remindings of voids I cannot fill
This one thing I can say is mine
self-mutilation from time to time
Mina Hoskins
 ...~Scyhn~... · Mon Feb 27, 2006 @ 09:16am · 0 Comments |
