Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Excruciate The Soul
Throb.
Pulsate.
My heart.
Kill the love,
Free the hate.
Let it swarm
Like a bevy
Of black butterflies,
With lace wings.
See how they
Dance so placidly.
See them dance;
See my tranquil
Mouth quiver
As I desecrate
My own emotions
To please you,
While walking off,
Scarred and laughing.
Like a zombie
Braced for eternal life,
Dare I stare at
The sky that lacks
Stars but has
Thick, smoky clouds
That enter my mind
And produce a
Deleterious vibration.
Throw it up harsh,
It's like
The nocent
Achilles heel that
I cleverly show you
In hopes of
You ending me
With a swift
Transfixion to my
Soul, so I can
Finally go home
With all the
Hurt I have learned.
Collect my soul,
Ziploc it, keep
It fresh for
The next lifetime
When I will be
Released, again,
To learn a
Whole new set of rules.
One's that are
Harder to break,
But so worth
The shatter.
October 29, 2005
Suge
Pulsate.
My heart.
Kill the love,
Free the hate.
Let it swarm
Like a bevy
Of black butterflies,
With lace wings.
See how they
Dance so placidly.
See them dance;
See my tranquil
Mouth quiver
As I desecrate
My own emotions
To please you,
While walking off,
Scarred and laughing.
Like a zombie
Braced for eternal life,
Dare I stare at
The sky that lacks
Stars but has
Thick, smoky clouds
That enter my mind
And produce a
Deleterious vibration.
Throw it up harsh,
It's like
The nocent
Achilles heel that
I cleverly show you
In hopes of
You ending me
With a swift
Transfixion to my
Soul, so I can
Finally go home
With all the
Hurt I have learned.
Collect my soul,
Ziploc it, keep
It fresh for
The next lifetime
When I will be
Released, again,
To learn a
Whole new set of rules.
One's that are
Harder to break,
But so worth
The shatter.
October 29, 2005
Suge
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