| i'm feeling a lot better it hurts so much it hurts so much it hurts so much it hurts so much it hurts so much it hurts so much it hurts so much it hurts so much -steven j woolf- |
| slipping knot their smiles were large and their teeth sharp and white she said they had a picket fence smile their tears were dry from the dust in their eyes but she cried and she cried like a child their lush green lawn had blades so sharp but she ran and she played like a child and while her feet tore open from the daggers of grass she could see their picket fence smile they made noises of laughter under the moon she tries to block it out but it fills she tries to beat it out of her head but the picket fence smile she sees still she screams that she's happy so they laugh even more as the night becomes day feel the sun and she cries as it dawns her thoughts of acceptance the ones who understand are no one. they smile all around her their picket fence teeth like clowns with shadows in their eyes and they laugh while she cries and wipes blood from her cheak trying to sever all ties with the burning fire from her eyes. -steven j woolf- |
| broken glass to you my love and to you all i've given up it's much too sore whatever i have i'll give no more i'll keep it it's mine i'll keep it raw your hour class can smash can fall i wont help to fix it not now, no more -steven j woolf- |
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| Monday 3rd December 2001 taking me back in my head, traveling through some hauntingly familia hallway. ive felt this all before, i breathed this in some years ago, this place that makes the tears mortal, and theres that pulling i remember, just behind my stomach, like a sickness i remember like a fighting friend, i remember, ive been here before, dont leave me behind again, all i hear again i know this tune, you're the only thing that makes me want to hurt at all, did you all to much hurt me so bad, i swore id never tell of you, i swore to keep you safe, i swore through my love of you to let you take myslef away, dont leave me again, you are my secret, i never told a soul about you, you're safe with me, make me safe with you, ive felt this all before, i breathed this in some years ago, this place that makes the tears mortal, ive been here before. feel so sick to remember that, to have it all come back again, i smell this all to feel again, ive been in this hall before, i can feel nothing, im so sad to remember you and what you were and what you are and what you'd say and what youd do and all your rules and all your hands and all your laughing everytime, all your words that made me bleed, because of you i spent 3 days on a drip, you didnt even visit me till time to go, i swore that id keep it secret, i swore id keep you safe, i swore that you could be part of me, i swore to keep you safe, i never told a soul for you, i never wrote it down, i swore to find a strength in me, but you brought me back to this lonly hall, i remember it all here and still i feel nothing, i am so sad without you, while with you almost killed me on my drip and doctors thinking, never told a soul about you, never told the men in white, never told the ones who loved me, even when they cried, i blamed it all on me to keep you safe your safe with me, but all i remember is sadness in this hall you hurt me in every way i never knew, too much ICU for you should never spent a night for you, i never told a soul to keep you safe -steven j woolf- |
| things i dont like you. yes you you fucking dead shit. dislike how you blame me for you fucking up your lack of understanding is not my fault is yours but you yes you you fucking deadshit i hate how you blame me for your lack gap space hate you yes you you fucking retard the conversation flows better when you're not in it the ignorance clears when you dont bring it sometimes i wish you would wake the hell up yes you have been through a lot yes you make sure we all know it yes you dont care about it until you are feeling defeated we dont have that scapegoat we dont dwell like you you fucktard goddamn childish letter with a microphone screaming all of your stupidity we all listen and sit thinking yes you've been through hell yes you brought it upon yourself yes we all know how he did this they did that yes she wasnt good for you yes she didnt care for you yes they royally fucked you hard but you were the one who stripped down tight and lathered the honey and danced in their light and sat in their laps and put their dicks in your mouth and you were the one who cried yes cried when they came in your mouth we listen and yes you've been through your hell yes we didnt ask but let you tell yes you dress to fit the part yes we shake our heads because we see the root of all your stupidity is you yes you we listen but do you? -steven j woolf- |