9-29-07
something smiled at me
as my cold, cold heart
broke into tiny little fragments
that even my Angels couldn't save
from breaking tonight.
selfish you might call me
for taking my own life
but really when you are as
dillusional as me
how can you stay focused
for more than a second?
I wish the blade
would have cut all of the
way through this time
instead I am doped up
staring at the flowers that the
Coroner sent me today;
and all I hear in the next room is
laughing; laughing; laughing; an insane laughing.
nothing matters much any more to me now
the walls; oh God
how they crucify me
closer and closer to the hate
I become a pawn left alone
to clone into the imperfections
that waited forever for me
to find Mankinds jealousy disolve
deep into my heart.
© 2007 heartdripsblack
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