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Traveller comp again, lost or found hands.
I've found the warm hands of addiction again. Antibuse doesn't work. Valium is good with sleeping pills.

ignoring the need, no fuck that, still wanting the need but a back drawer need, opening it up and discovering that you had that stash, that forgotten imbecile discovery. it is there, after so long, or as long as you can count from each moment you are awake, and you know you hid it, not from yourself, but from others that would discover it and take it away from you.

it was easier when i went travelled into the dark, kick ass or be kicked to the curb, listening to only one voice in the head, fuck'em all, i'll learn as much as the beatings will teach me. and use that to learn to beat others the next time, let them bleed.

what is the life of someone you beat down?

what is the life of yourself after?

I beat a Rose Down.
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Phil Death dances into my cave
Screams
Contained by a mass of rock
Ascending to the hilt of a storm
Pulled tightly around my hands
Sheets of blood
Melting snow
Flowing delicate across arĂȘte chains
As heavy as moutains
I am pulled from the grave
The madness of the Earth
Bronze shadows dance amid the blood
Vulnerable to the hope
My enemies' gaze
Nightmares plucking me from my dreams
Peaks sheathed in fire
Tears in the red morning
Lifted to the sky like an angel
Ascending to the throne of heaven
Wings bathed in fire
Cloaked by the torrent of clouds
At long last
Melted wires
I am cast down
To my jagged thoughts
Into my arm and out of my mind...
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unhinged fuck_buddy


maybe that's not bad
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