through the view

LOVE a multiple word burning my tongue,
the w****s calling, come meet me at the lounge,
lets cut our s**t called dignity, and drink our integrity,
down to the last drop, regurgitating our sins up.
clinking glass to dead mothers, with lost boys and girls
playing with one another.
f**k, now there all dead. bodies of sadistic sex craves,
vain diluted lovers, and worst of all the cupid followers.
nothing but cults and fucked trends, and yelling to the

dreamers to bend, make dust of your cotton candy dreams!
f**k your words. they are meaningless. empty space coming
from nothingness, ill tell you to die on hells way, a million
times over, but we'll
all die soon so ill see you anyway.
-(From my burning brain.)

Author's Note

I hope you enjoy this.

Reviews

[demureminds]

Very submerging and candid piece. "Regurgitating our sins up" Such a vivid picture. Amazing write and concept.

[Mr. Lou]

Thanks! I actually got the idea while scrolling my Facebook page. Odd I know.

[Chris]

A good bit of angry leaking all over this one...

[Mr. Lou]

i know.. i wasnt angry. just crazy.

[Chris]

Crazy is what? Not fitting in a preconcieved mold of socially accepted thought?

[Mr. Lou]

yeah!

[Chris]

then be crazy - though don't hurt or injure others. Find out who you are.