The truth
By girlrage
I strive the cantankerous corners of my heads infectious crimesseeping in the mud of pasts ancient bloody grimeheaps of decayed bodies mount amongst the sewers coreMy head turns to mush as I close delusions doorpicking at the scraps of debris on the baysniffing up the stinch of vast depravity and decaythere are corpses at my feet they are exposing their yellowed eyeschanting and reminding me of all my dreadful liesreaching out their skeletal hands they grab me fierce and tightI struggle, curse, scream, holler, wail, bite!in mid room ascends a fetus in a cumbersome curlshe's despairing and worried, not a happy little girlSharp metal spikes hover above her and belowEncasing her and trapping her not allowing her to growShe wails and mourns for the life she never knew witnessing things around her as the outter world grewI entice her to struggle between the metal tightBut she claims she is too tired, too weak to fighthelpless and hopeless I watch myself die youngfor me and that fetus, her and I are one Written October 8th, 2001 © on Oct 08 2001 02:51 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"I strive the cantankerous corners of my heads infectious crimesseeping in the mud of pasts ancient bloody grimeheaps of decayed bodies mount amongst the sewers coreMy head turns to mush as I close delusions doorpicking at the scraps of debris on the baysniffing up the stinch of vast depravity and decaythere are corpses at my feet they are exposing their yellowed eyeschanting and reminding me of all my dreadful liesreaching out their skeletal hands they grab me fierce and tightI struggle, curse, scream, holler, wail, bite!in mid room ascends a fetus in a cumbersome curlshe's despairing and worried, not a happy little girlSharp metal spikes hover above her and belowEncasing her and trapping her not allowing her to growShe wails and mourns for the life she never knew witnessing things around her as the outter world grewI entice her to struggle between the metal tightBut she claims she is too tired, too weak to fighthelpless and hopeless I watch myself die youngfor me and that fetus, her and I are one..."