A dark cloud...
Filled to the brim with a stench that is so impowering..
That it hurts to breath.
The dark air that surrounds me now is choking..
Pulling me into the dark hell that I once thought was my heart.
How would I have known that such treachours things could lie within me?
Filling me we such perverse thougts that I myself hate to think of...
And yet..
Some part of me rejoices at the mere thought of blood...
Pain poured into one other...
The dyfing screams of those that are attacked.
Just the mere thought sends a shudder of pleasure through my body...
What is wrong with me?
Oh...
Wait!
You don't want to hear of that... do you?
For all I know, I could be one of those fake people...
With the "I'm so bad", "DUDE! DEATH! YES!".."BLOOOD" things..
That walk the earth shouting out and following.
For, all know I don't have the brain to make my own mind, to be my own person.
But! Of course I must be something of a free mind to be able to plaster such things as this...
...Or am I just dreaming again?
Staring off into the dark hole that surrounds us all...
Is.. is it possible that none of this digusting mess is real?
If I in truth stabbed my hand with that there mushroom fork, would I not feel?
...I should try but something... something is holding me back..
And I believe I know what that is... what it is...
It is you..
I blame you.
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 Sex Disturbance · Tue Oct 09, 2007 @ 04:53am · 1 Comments |
