In regards to my bed, i hate you, you make me so tired its sickening, i want to sleep forever away from you, i hate your soft touch and your warm embrace , i hate that your always waiting, i want to burn you down and throw you from the roof, i want to make a display of you , piss down my frustration on your twisted frame...... rain my fist down into your guts, pull stuffing and bloody wire into the air, drag you through the streets declaring " I will never sleep again!!!!"....... in regards to myself i hate you the most

"three feet wide and six feet deep he replied, and ive dug my fair share of em...."

food losing appeal quickly, winters setting in and breaking my will.... pretty pictures are just lines until someone loves them.....

I never want to be remembered, to be remembered means that i'm dead and i plan to live forever...

If i woke in another place... far away... another time... would you still haunt my morning thoughts? My mood swings like a pendulum,.... i swagger between life enhancement and self destruction...

i used to like to think that if my heart emitted a sound it would come out something like a piano, starting low and steady ... dancing up the keys to a joyful stride.... sliding up and down the ivory veins to a rhythm only i tap my fingers to ,.....lately its just been thumping around in there like a washing machine in jail...

just watched a video of hyenas eating an elk alive while it was stuck in the mud, blood bubbling and pooling all around it...... the howling beasts prancing around it with strips of flesh and bloody muscle hanging from there jowls like twisted safari trophies.... then i noticed, like a punch to the face, like the instant sinking feeling your stomach gets when you drive at just the right speed over the top of a hill....... it had the same look in its eye as she did,.... are we all just eating each other alive?