Broken glass filled with hate and death
.............."What is all this Love for if we have to go out in the dark?"--Current 93 Alone......
That's how I feel this morning, what's the damn point of doing anything; it will all become ruined in the end. Show any weakness and someone will use it to their own advantage and exploit and use you. What a world we live in, where is the beauty, the love? Now I have to go to work and face everyone with a silly smile plastered to my face. A leer so tight my skin will crack and begin to flake off towards the floor where it will go unnoticed and simply be swept up into a pile
of other decaying debris we think is simply "dirt". .................... "I shall lock all my doors and shatter the shutters, burn out the lights and turn on the gassssssssss.....la la la...la la la....." Current 93, Alone............."Lick my life away, lick my life away." I just had a thought of holding a tall cool glass of clear vodka, it had condensation dribbling off the cool glass and onto my hand. I grabbed the glass tightly, fracturing it into a million smaller shards which cut my hands and lodged themselves in the soft flesh of my hand. The blood ran down my wrists making patterns like small flowers that had died upon the floor. Must think positively! Must simply....... think
That's how I feel this morning, what's the damn point of doing anything; it will all become ruined in the end. Show any weakness and someone will use it to their own advantage and exploit and use you. What a world we live in, where is the beauty, the love? Now I have to go to work and face everyone with a silly smile plastered to my face. A leer so tight my skin will crack and begin to flake off towards the floor where it will go unnoticed and simply be swept up into a pile
of other decaying debris we think is simply "dirt". .................... "I shall lock all my doors and shatter the shutters, burn out the lights and turn on the gassssssssss.....la la la...la la la....." Current 93, Alone............."Lick my life away, lick my life away." I just had a thought of holding a tall cool glass of clear vodka, it had condensation dribbling off the cool glass and onto my hand. I grabbed the glass tightly, fracturing it into a million smaller shards which cut my hands and lodged themselves in the soft flesh of my hand. The blood ran down my wrists making patterns like small flowers that had died upon the floor. Must think positively! Must simply....... think