Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Injected

At times, I wish I could scratch away my malignancy
And now your number is disconnected
As far as I run, I can not escape delinquency
Consequently, I detest the veins I injected

Curl up into a ball and hide
Escape from this evolutionary demise
Good and evil, in my life, have surely collided
All you see and hear are my gut wrenching cries

Cold like an Eastern European languish
And, surely, I prefer isolation
Truly, I want to eradicate this mental anguish
And, I pine to see divinity within reincarnation

Tell your family I say hello
I know I have crossed the line and gone below
They recommend I hang in tightly, and go with the flow
Subsequently, will I thwart or grow?

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