Gnashing teeth, on a cord with a spark plug interlined. They were hundred full, outwind and brushed encrusted with caring features. That awestruck string, with the key within the window seal glancing at your fortwit. Bled down the railing, of the cuff noises that could never be canceled from a chiming tune. Brisk and broadened, one mere choice hadn’t been closed out in a bleak formation. That rock clashed in tune, with the groundskeeper who made it with golden schillings. That bloated pulsating beer guzzling bear, snarled as it shined in the moonlight. It smiled and winked, in pursuit of a great blessing. You couldn’t find the time, it hadn’t pressed the button to dawn. Fighting for every word, you can’t believe it was so shameful.
An invitation on the nerves, spread out like butter on a burnt piece of bread. It was slick, it hadn’t been a choice in the competition. The influence fell hard, the intrigue was more noticeable than before hand. A blood oath is what is paid in full, it features within the incapable triumph. It is hat’s off to the fellow’s that cannot blend into the woodwork. Searing across my back, the fire was far too intent to keep away from you now. Eye’s light up kindling the room, the fires rage within the mirror. These fattening swabs couldn’t satisfy you, it wasn’t enough to bleed for in this moment of trial. It rips apart your bare bones, filling the bastardized component from daylight.
Those glimpses into the dark hollow space, you want to make something out of that but its blank. Your emotions lacking, hadn’t been feeling any sort of way lately. But that wasn’t the point, you were far from an explanation like before it had all come down. This world couldn’t be anymore baseless in a truthful gaze. You always were so happy, but now its like none of that exists anymore. You may not see it now, but it’ll get better sooner or later my friend. And if it doesn’t, I guess its just a day to day push that’ll be harder than most. I don’t know if it improves, maybe the gorilla doesn’t leave the room. Maybe its all for nothing, and I’m just floating into oblivion
Misconduct while tapping on the steel drum, they told you that you could handle this brush with travesty. A sad gesture, with a tainted frolic in blinded housing in which that maker came with an instructional outlet. You did the opposite turning, in wasn’t forward in your showing just yet. You lost all sense of dignity and components, I feel for these times of labored frivolousness. You were all empty minded, it felt as if I could not struggle for the right to oppose. Callous were these objects of triumphant spearing, would you find a rule of for these words that tore down. Would you fall apart, would it be nothing more than blessed intrusions for the afflicted.
My heart bleeds for that loss, I can’t even feel myself falling. Its weightless, and in closing off my air supply in need of a breakthrough. I could always count on your love, even when we weren’t together I knew it was present. That connection will always exist, even when the world fades away to nothing. You can’t possibly know how hurt I feel, I’m angry inside that you left me so very soon. We never were very understanding of each other’s s misconceptions. You always told me it would be alright, to not worry about things I could not control directly. You’d always be there, and that you’d never be far away. I guess its ok now, I’ll let go only for a period of time. I guess its not forever, I guess I’ll talk to you in hopes that you’re listening. Your energy is ever changing, but there’s one thing I knew for sure. My mother always had my back, and she’d never decide anything unless it had my name on it. Nothing changes, I can’t begin to understand why this happened. But its ok, I don’t need to, I’ll just press on hoping you’re not far behind.
Sound waves filter out the calls for a demonstration, it wouldn’t preface its marginalized wood bearings. The screams heard in your ear drum, hitting with a vicious flare gun that finalized your agony which wined up. The pitch rang out, as you held onto your head the pain radiating through your mindseye. Do you feel its combustion, it makes you sense a blue hue as the smells creeped to track you. Anger in the eyes, you hadn’t foreseen those imagined woes before now. The listings hadn’t been viewed, you’ve never handled anything like this before. You didn’t find out, you weren’t all knowing as you foresaw. What came next was out of your view, where you went was never where you’d been.
Filtered rooms, caught up and entrenched for the damned souls. They lay barren for destruction, pathways find ways of untraveled scenery. The warned wished you out, but you fought for a place to call your home. Small frizzled balls of yarn, unbrighteled for your enjoyment. They came undone just in the nick of time, for you to feel a change in the mood without a care or a tremble. They panicked for space, not aware that they would have to fight for what’s left from the flames of anguish. Those old rotting books, came with a price on your livelihood. A grouping falling from within, like blocks caving from a thumb print managing to hold in a gasp of air.