cloves, how i need them

[antisepticblood]

the smoke
emgulfed by my lungs
swirling
like the chaos
only i can know
and survive...

i am hopeless
like a bluebird
cast from the nest
of an angry mother
never knowing
the love it
...deserves...

switchblade symphony
pours from my speakers
and swirls in stereo
like the smoke
of the only thing that brings
my pain relief...

crackle and burn,
be dismembered like me...
dismembered like me...

i can't stop writing....oh it feels so good to let this out...

i don't have anyone i can really talk to...looks like it's just me and you against the world, livejournal.