Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Void


Fill fill fill
All these terrorizing fucking holes
With something, anything
Someone

Fill
Fill before it returns
Before you're back on the floor
Watching crimson droplets
Dry on your limbs

Fill
Before rocks look like waves and you lose track of the days and your mind's a fucking maze




Fill.
Before you've acquainted with the pain
Before colonies of tablets in your palm
Seem as inviting
As a serenade

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