Sep 17, 2009

blindness

caught.
eyes caught
I'm caught.
Body contraction
Filter. Filter. Filter,
Feel.
Grip, bite down
hold tight
hold steady
don't let go
don't let go
don't...
Let go,
let the blood
drain veins
into pools of dreams
and hopes and desires
and,
all these pieces of me.
Crimson.

Don't speak
words ruin
Don't speak
words ruin
Don't exhale
everything will be...
Ruined.
Eclipse my fate
straight down my center
Don't look
directly at it,
don't stare.
Blink
just blink
break the hold
break the light
don't let it
burn it's mark
it's permanent mark
it's beautiful, beautiful scar.
Look away.
It's too late...
Already want it
feel it
want it
need it
want it
hate it...

Want it..
Desire is not enough.

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