the end
last time i saw the blue and purple lights, echoing from your skin into mine,
it all made me look so sexy or so you thought.
leaving blisters all over me was never enough
or so you felt?
black tyres were screeching,
somewhere people were also screaming,
my moans seemed to get mixed up with the rustling winds
but you are unfixable.
do you think that too?
burnt blunts, broken ribs and half filled bottles
always deepend the sorrows.
you told me you had stopped smoking then asked me to blow it into your mouth.
heavy metal is a cure for the wicked and you are an angel.
are you considering waiting on the sidelines?
i laid besides you to look at the stars but i only saw black holes,
it must have been hallucinations from when you cracked me open
and i was such a fool for believing you.
now i am slowly sucking my sadness away from rolled up bills.
can you hear the lightning?
come down my street and you can be a freak like me too.
couple drinks and few lighters and you can swing by anonymity.
i promise i'll forget it all, i always do.
do not make me linger by your door.
do not leave your scent on my stuff.
i got no business being here.