Medusa

[necrosyn333]

I want something new. Why? Maybe because i feel old. Maybe because i sit here every night pretending to be happy and content about a wasted life. Thursday i'll go out and spend 200 dollars on clothes provided by my parents. That should help. Maybe something to go with my complexion. Maybe something expensive just to rip apart at the seams with time or madness. Maybe i'll go somewhere and parade myself around like it's some fucking holiday. Or i'll just stay inside, itching in my new threads, trying to keep the cold away. I wonder, if a being like medusa could exist, would her snake hair just be for effect? Or does each of venemous tendrils have a mind of it's own that thinks and haunts the dreams of a once beautiful and proud woman.

I found the lies in your words
And now
I am gloryfing my tragic destiny
Dreams can be hard and mean
I still wonder if you are aware of this
Dreams can be hard and mean
Life is a tormented time, now
medusa medusae