ugh. self task.
objective:
an end to this ridiculous self torment.
it's out of control.
off the fucking rails.
no choice but to break open the seal and slip out.
and do everything that needs doing in order to have this out of my slowly, but surely shutting down system.
denying and rebelling to all demands crucial for the regaining of my flailing consciousness.
lost. starving. trapped - in my very own creation.
east wing to west wing - north to fucking south -
all and neither provide me with comfort within my very own web.
live and let die.
expression.
trying to describe and prove that we are hopeless. helplessly hopeless.
that if we are not destroyed, i will destroy.
indirectly, unwillingly - in an attempt to shift into a faster and harder gear - without looking ahead - completely oblivious to the ending road-turned cliff, destroy.
i will deconstruct.
like oysters. bellini oysters, and champagne, going hand in hand -
on the other - i'll lose my meaning.
and hold on in vain to the stolen memories that should never have happened.
rid my chest of everything.
and be left with nothing.
an end to this ridiculous self torment.
it's out of control.
off the fucking rails.
no choice but to break open the seal and slip out.
and do everything that needs doing in order to have this out of my slowly, but surely shutting down system.
denying and rebelling to all demands crucial for the regaining of my flailing consciousness.
lost. starving. trapped - in my very own creation.
east wing to west wing - north to fucking south -
all and neither provide me with comfort within my very own web.
live and let die.
expression.
trying to describe and prove that we are hopeless. helplessly hopeless.
that if we are not destroyed, i will destroy.
indirectly, unwillingly - in an attempt to shift into a faster and harder gear - without looking ahead - completely oblivious to the ending road-turned cliff, destroy.
i will deconstruct.
like oysters. bellini oysters, and champagne, going hand in hand -
on the other - i'll lose my meaning.
and hold on in vain to the stolen memories that should never have happened.
rid my chest of everything.
and be left with nothing.