Head broken open, cannot speak my mind.

[nithilius]

“Handled with care”

Like anything so crazy
Something up my sleeve
Like an off card
I wonder how far I must go
Before I’m swallowed
And before I disappear
Like a conspiracy
Intentions of the ill
Maybe I’ll cry
Because of a cut
Or maybe I’ll just bleed
There no telling
What can happen
With realistic comprehension
Cut loose
Furthermore no one will listen
A dark letter
Under the door
A fire ignited
Engulfing from the inside out
Like a dark blue
I want to fall
From my standing
And be built back up
With a new face
Closed to you
And your damn judgments
And your stupid threats
Maybe now I can breathe
So don’t follow me
Into the fire
Let me kill you instead