Tuesday, March 28, 2006

The Great Destroyer

STRUGGLE. SCREAM. SHOUT. FIGHT BEAT BEAT BEAT.

HURT. FEEL. CREATE. RENEW. HEAL. FREEZE. BURN. SUFFER. DIE DIE DIE.

I think therefore i am. I am what i am. I am. I.

I scream. You scream. We all scream for something more. Something colder, something sweeter, something real, something smooth, something worth our while.

Beg, on your knees, get stung by bees, go jump in the lake beecause. Just because.

What ever you do dont hate. Hatred consumes you. Hatred envelopes you. Hatred will be the end of you. It will tear you, it will rend you apart, it will make you cry. For yourself and the other. The other who you hate. The other that you love. Hatred will tear both of them apart.

Kiss Kiss, those warm lips. Those soft lips. Those lips that bind our hearts like nurtured trees. Forget the tongue, it doesn't mean as much as the French suppouse it does. Kiss, and let the warmth envelope you, heal you, make you whole. Make you one.

Once there was a little song that softly swiftly hummed along. That was a long time ago. Now it doesn't hum so swiftly anymore. Now it's not so little anymore. But shes still soft, softer now, from being hurt all those years since its been once. And even softer than the humming is the crying.

Cry me a river, cry me a river. And i'll know that i've loved you. Because once i've cried for you. I cant love you anymore. I'm mourned, I've broken. I've begged. I've put my pride aside. And if you wont come to me while i'm crying that river for YOU. Dont bother at all. Theres no point in wasting your tears and pride in someone who doesn't understand.

I dont care what you do. kill me burn me break my bones. Crucify me, torture me, leave me hurt me some more. I'm already broken, and i can't break anymore. Anymore than my lord will allow me to. Anymore than i was made to. Anymore than a human being should.

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