(no subject)
My misery has been formulated into an equation of nein
My sanity wrote a suicide note but
One of us is illiterate
And the other is blind
My first act of treason was picking up a pen
My
First act of love was
Finding myself again
The hardest thing to do
Was standing up to you
Now I'm off my knees
Now you're begging me please
I'm the wound and the weapon
The fracture and the
Fist
today i wish i was dead....