topic// poem

Mar 23, 2003 11:21

Blood Stained Razor Blade

Suffering a derivative of induced impairment
Drug-like paranoia lay over the mind like a discolored tint
Melancholy taking over, Mutilation an antagonist against sentiment
Blades border infatuated with the wrist in a desecrate of time spent
A psyche gone astray in a monarchy of obscurity and rage
Suicide a disease? Always in a latency stage
The wrist is grazed and rapture flows through
In gulps of substantial essence, it spits up a murky hue
The solitary egress out of an existence chaotic in ruin
The solitary egress out performed by my individual doing
The blood keeps pumping, faint, in a abstraction
Plummet to the floor, bereavement in its manner leads to flamboyant action
Limbs lay comatose as the transformation occurs
This beautiful experience not able to re-establish in words
Perished upon the soil, obscure in the disarray made
Originated in the hands, a blood stained razor blade.

[note:] poem by MIKE and shit.
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