SA(L)VAGE
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SA(L)VAGE
so
intoxicating, you are.
you really are your only drug.
the way your blood rushes through your eyeballs when you get excited
the erotica in your eager demeanor
It’s so…
fresh, shall we say?
(of course I meant cryptic)
Did you feel me coincide in your . ..
bones?
Dear grave robber,
Dear, oh dear.
I am the crypt keeper
I bask in your sorrow filled skull.
And I laugh, you fucker!
Cabalistic, my ego.
Esoteric of nature
So crude, foolish child!
Never meddle with the dead!
oh, for fuck sakes.
just stop those silly changes of character already
what are you, drunk?
(you did down a few pints of that sanity already, no wonder you’re laughing)
fool
stop talking like some creepy mystic elf
whatd you think you were magical or something?
goof
Literally everyone is special and amazing so what singles you out?
…
Well?
…
And?
….
Yeah. That’s what I thought.
What significance do you have?
Nobody remembers you.
Unbeknownst you became a stranger to every single person except yourself
How fucking selfish of you
Ignorant self centered fuck .
Im sorry, did I burst your bubble there?
Too stupid to see people were dying trying to save you while all you could think about was your suicide?
You killed them off like some sort of gun touting psychopath firing at random
If you would have just given up the bullets, you could have still kept the gun
Instead they ran for cover yet you still wondered why they went missing
What are you, high?
Obviously, getting high of course brought you down so low,
now solo…
You killed yourself years ago
So now, you die alone.
And idiot, quit talking to
(Myself)
Fuck
So this is how it feels to lose everything
I should have listened in silence, not protest
Obvious couldn’t be more obvious
But here you are, so stubborn in nature
They had no choice but to give up on you .
If only everyone knew you gave up on yourself years ago
maybe you would have listened?
Oh, I forgot
I am the only one speaking.
So caught up in myself to notice that now, once a crowd, the only one dumb enough to stay around …
(Though I refused to see)
Is nobody.
now, its just the decaying ghost of what was once..
and used to be
me…
Ignorance truly is bliss.
how’s it feel to finally be dead?
[Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a ratch like me..
I once was lost, but now am found…
Twas blind, but now I see…]
Its time i reach out toward light
because goddamn it
im so sick of my darkness.
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