Tuesday, April 26, 2005

i am covered in filth
filth of my own juice
i silently walk behind
away from the glares of commonness
to shield away my conscience
eating away my insides
convolutions grow bigger
my head seems to burst
you saw and you conquered.
you left and with you
you brought my pride.
no more purity
no more dignity.
regain the Lost through
eating you own words.
What to do when youve been the man
when you should not be.
What to say when you've said it all..
and nothing happens still..
the thread im losing.
is it worth my time?
the petals will still bloom.
bees will again hover.
but that bee that stung me
will mark me forever.
just die, bee.
just die...

posted by Monica Pastoral @ 2:21 AM 1 Freaks