Porcelain WhoreLooking up, I cant see you, but you see me. And I’m lying again, and weeping at your feet.Porcelain Whore
The light shines so bright from behind you. Weak, pitiful little me fold myself within myself, and crumble. You show me my death over, and again memorize the details of this lifeless scene. Whimpering, trembling,
I ask you to not show these... Do not display me, photographed; tagged with a price, this porcelain-ivory-me! And I try to stand and see you. Only dust blows from your eyes,
while your mouth spills out sweetness; like you vomit ho
Why Would I?And then the time came when I knew that I was leaving. With absolutely nothing left to stay for,Why Would I?
and a soul full of longing,
I left in the soft silence of night. Gravel crunching under my feet,
I had no direction, and nothing more than my life to lose, and even that had decreased in value of late,
doubting anyone would want to take it,
I boarded the bus without looking to see the destination. We left the mountains, in fact, headed someplace east. I just didn’t care.
I couldn’t. If I cared then the madness and insanity of my actions might sink in. I left them a
Dying in My DreamsDevising a simple demise,Dying in My Dreams
like clockwork, only counter-clockwise; would you smile if you felt nothing inside? Do you share with yourself,
secrets; from me you hide; a creator; I was you, and now your maker. Weren’t you once a child? Wide-eyed, in the arms of your mother, crying, and so tired? Believing once in eternal life and Glory, all the fables of the Holy, to lull uneasy masses into unified sleep. I give to you, my faith to keep; a charm on a necklace, lucky feather of a bird plucked away so shamelessly,
like a baby at birth. Bu
I've Left You InsideI’ve Left You Inside My left is your right, darling, so is it a wonder we don’t see eye to eye? I’ve never tried so hard to be blind- Ignorant, oblivious; cold in indifference. I’m inventing a new name for this state of being, you see, and I’m also changing my own name, I think,I've Left You Inside
So when you scream and cry to me, it won’t be me, no, I won’t hear it when you plead– “Please, Jennifer, don’t leave...” Of you’re so right, and you need me by your side, then refusing to sit with you through the long night of life is my biggest mistake– but I’m not killing you, no, there a
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