Sep 08, 2005 23:05
2am June 22nd
don’t know what I’m doing here- insomnia-the pointlessness of me. maybe, just contaminated. my partially bald head is very ugly -did it to remove sum unseen dirt or better yet to find a pure untouched spot and expose it to the fatal air.i know im stupidity don’t tell me to my face it’s a little fragile from god. You miss and over look all my beautiful tymes, or maybe I have none that’s probably closer to the truth but I’m a lair and I need it don’t rape me of that it’s what I have left to save me from myself.we made flesh yet..how. Am I so fucking useless?nevermind the question is the answer spare me from this embarrassment , can’t believe im out of tyme in you your beautiful world now excluding me such a sinner I must be to be banished from heaven call me lucifer- to selfish- fallen now- on these bloody knees I repent for the love I lost in falling.burning cancer to forget this. inhaling slow suicide rolling threw the skeleton left of me.i remember this feeling from sumwhere I guess if it’s fermillur it can’t be harmful . One sense of relief I have salty wet spots staining my face, once you called me an angel, I burnt it all to ashes mistake- it’s a word I don’t use often
(Finally got to see my face..just like nights in the tower)3:46am