Seconds With A Skeleton

You watch closely by,
As I swipe death across my flesh,
My life is pouring out,
Flowing freely, happily

It Isn't as perfect as I thought,
It hurts and I'm making a mess,
Which ill have to clean up eventually,
Once I'm denied my access,

Your standing there with a smile on your face,
Not doing anything,
Just watching froma distance,
Keeping your gaze on mine,

You're claiming my essence,
Not doing anything to prevent it,
Not hindering my suicidal movements,
Caressing my final resolution,

I believed everything,
All your words flowing oh so easily,
Cut me deeper i whispered,
I need your hurting blades,

You say i don't made sense to anyone,
How could I help you?
You're unfixable,
You whisper sweetly,

I wish I could remember,
A time where I began and ended,
Lived and breathed with ease,
Forever smiling and climbing tree's.

Drip, Drip the only sound,
Accompanied by my heart thumping louder than thunder,
I've stained my clothes, floor and mat,
That wont come out without bleach,

I glance over at you and your moving and moaning,
Your hand is down your pants and rubbing,
You've become turned on by my suicide,
And jacking off at my expense,

Flip the page of your pornographic magazine,
Wipe away the cum,
My life is hanging in the balance,
I guess its only fair to wait for another moment as you come,

My wrists are finished crying,
Their tears blackened red demons,
You're relaxed and fullfilled now,
And im the one they're sending to hell.

give it time give it time.

give it time give it time. the rapist and perverts, the murderers and thugs, will one day have all the power and all the world as the rest of us fade away...smoking our illegal marijuana..., but, to bad we don't like killing people, then we would be called hero's....hahahaaaaa....

excuse the ramble.... This piece was raw and emotional with an unexpected end...as all should be...away with the ordinary....hahaha.
Loved it none the less
For all it's worth....
Jesse

Thanks for the Ramble

Thanks...in one of my english classes ..we had to submit some type of personal writing folder...and i submitted a couple of my poems.. not any of the majorly darker ones.. but i guess the ones i did submit werent happy sunshine and everything... anyways when i got them back she took me aside and told me she was concerned and that she thought i needed to talk to someone about them... when i reassured her that these werent autobiographical she was happy and relieved...(.a little lie never hurts.) ... case closed.. I guess i shouldnt have expected her to get that by writing these im not crazy or weird..it just helps.. i dont need a theripist or a shrink....( ok i prob do..haha) i dont need you to care...i just wanted to write them.. anyways.. what im trying to say ... is thanks for not saying i need help or im crazy or anything.. just that you read them.. and get them... haha.. thanks..
amanda

-your words make my day, i wake up wondering if he wrote back, .....for all its worth-

Fuck it man!----words of Krist and Dave

Here is the mind of a teacher: Shit, this is good, really good. lets call the kid psycho so I don't have to admit these are better than anything I have ever written. So with that, if you need help, I and every one I have ever met needs help, and a lot of it. So Fuck the rest of the war loving majority. Fuck them.
All we ever really needed in life is a bottle and an ink pen. For most of my shitie rambles are a result of throwing the bottle back one too many times.
For All it's worth....
-- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Jesse

Fuck them

haha... thanks for that.. your right though.. fuck them. they dont matter.. whatever..
always thanks
amanda

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