Swallow The Depths

Gnashing teeth I cannot sleep Losing control Of the grief I keep Drink the void Bite my tongue Taste despair Then empty my lung Don't judge me I'm fucking weak As words rip and tear We all desperately seek But I cannot see My eyes are sewn I'm blind to the light My voice - …

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Fantasies of a Suicidal Mind 

   I have fantasised  about my death -  the little details,  taking my own life.  When the coil of my  sanity has been wound  beyond its capacity  and my gut wants to  break free from within and dissipate into  the ether.  The easiest and probably  least painful way to  commit suicide  would be to shoot …

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being alone

being alone has its perks. being able to let your hands explore, feeling every part of you that longs to be touched. underneath laced restrictions two erect nipples eager to be licked each and every nerve ending underneath silk skin heightened. excited. listening to delicate winds blown by deft hands. a mind, that wanders to …

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Trust In Me

With false prophets Cloaked As law abiding Citizens - Murderers - Cheats And fucked up Liars Walk free Amongst the pure - The pure becoming Rotten flesh Maggots eating At their innards (Metaphorically speaking)The pure The untouched Becoming tainted By the unclean The scum The forked tongues Meandering society Wearing Masks Of decency Infecting everything right With the world Infiltrating our Moral fortitude With vigour And passion The dank darkness That prevails Kindness to depart Leaving the hearts Of the uninfected Running scared Who do you trust? Can trust be misplaced? When you …

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My Hero

he doesn't need a fancy costume, he doesn't need super powers he doesn't need to save the world, or be on call twenty four hours all he needs to do is what he's already done stay and never go always be himself; even with flaws he's perfect for he's my hero...