HELL is O

Hell is 'o' Hell'o'_____ Simple: sell the kids for food \black is now grey and white is dead / wash my skin / oh no \ i am human once again How time eats ass and memories feed mouths i hate my head again inside i took years to wash myself now I am filthy again Once again i am sad but to be sure i kept myself home when i went outside Best to keep jewels inside the velvet cloth besides my scrotum bag Once more the silence crept, on dusty shelves where thoughts slept My eyes, they crack like brittle glass— another day, another mask I sold my smile for sheltering nights beneath the stars, where love takes flight But shadows hum inside my chest, no peace, no pause, no place to rest Hell'o' friend, the mirror cracks I see you there, behind my back Wash me clean? Too late to try The jewels rot, and so do I. :: 10.12.2024 ::