Please can you hear me?
(I'm just talking to myself here, i'm okay though, no need to worry about any of this, whoever reads this, please take care of yourself! This is sort of poem but not really too)
Hello?
... please can you hear me?
Please, carry me away from here.
I'm begging you, practically. Practical, practically...please...
Will it ever be enough for you? "enough" becomes nothing, sounds like nothing, feels like water, or a river,,,
I think...through the waterways and the trees...please....grant me strength to smear this blood across my face.
I want to taste my own aching wounds with the bloodied ferocity of my mind.
Do it a favor, him, her, it.....please.
"Please"
"release"
"Me"
" me ,e ee. e. ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,"
I see my back turned, I see my eyes well up but the wells are not liquid, but petals instead, purple, and with a light hue, it's coming soon....it will find me.
I am okay with this.....
I am okay with this it repeats.
The distant bell of awakening stirs life from within every corner.
Tell me, you must be one sick bastard if your eye doesn't get pierced at 3:20 am on a Saturday night.
I'm kidding ...
Goodnight ~