self destruction can be such a beautiful thing
i took the little pink pills.
15 of them, to be exact.
20 minutes later, my room was alive.
A living, breathing being, with thoughts, emotions and the ability to communicate.
I took more pinks, though I couldn't tell a soul how many more.
i could literally see my insides by simply looking in the mirror
I could see them melting away as the room that confined me began the digestion process.
i was lifted from the floor, with eyes closed; i was wafted through the air and spun about by the fan that hung lightless on the ceiling.
i want to be as light as air.
I want the world around me to digest my outsides so all that is left are my thoughts, floating bodyless among the wind.
I wnat to blow through trees, over seas, and through the hair of the girl that sat behind me in my Algebra class.
she looks at me with spiral eyes and says.
"you're the lightest, most beautiful wind that has ever blown my way."
15 of them, to be exact.
20 minutes later, my room was alive.
A living, breathing being, with thoughts, emotions and the ability to communicate.
I took more pinks, though I couldn't tell a soul how many more.
i could literally see my insides by simply looking in the mirror
I could see them melting away as the room that confined me began the digestion process.
i was lifted from the floor, with eyes closed; i was wafted through the air and spun about by the fan that hung lightless on the ceiling.
i want to be as light as air.
I want the world around me to digest my outsides so all that is left are my thoughts, floating bodyless among the wind.
I wnat to blow through trees, over seas, and through the hair of the girl that sat behind me in my Algebra class.
she looks at me with spiral eyes and says.
"you're the lightest, most beautiful wind that has ever blown my way."