friday. you're delirious like the sun, furious burning from your heart with passionfriday. 21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
through your red
lips, i found a lone red hair [lost in the blonde] and the urge to pull was too strong,
it's been so long since i gave up on hurting myself that i have withdrawal symptoms
from you. tell me what to do
you say stab and i'll ask how hard?
and which of your knives to use
some would call it abuse but i find it easier to appreciate
frailty when the wounds are free
and the blood is running rivers
really, i should punch my fears [rather than kick old habits]
but they leave me unconscious on the ground like death,
to appreciate living.