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To The Fucking Asshole Who Wears My Skin

plazma

Bluelighter
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Jul 24, 2001
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Location
Behind Conroy, with a Chainsaw...
So I sit on the concrete
Burning in a puddle
Of my own hate
Feel that flame lick my face
Curse me, burn me away
Leave a stinking pile of my ashes
Scour them from the pavement
So no stain from me remains
Not worthy to breathe
Or leave a taste of me
On this earth
When I feel that self loathing
Spew forth from my throat
Rushing like acid bile
Burning away my tongue
So I'm mouthing empty words
Of apology to you
But look into my eyes
Can you see my soul burning?
Don't waste spit on me
I hope you can see that vile demon
Inside me
I see it reflected in every mirror
I don't deserve death
Any salvation is too good
So let me burn
Scour me from the earth
And pray I don't die, just suffer
Every hurt I've made on the world
From my stupid hypocrisy
I am a lie
Told you I was perfect
Now see what I really am
A stupid fucked up asshole
And nothing can repair
Anything that I have done to you
I took your hope and raped it
Fucked that virgin consciousness
Nurtured and murdered
Beneath contempt
So let me burn
Scour me from the earth
And pray I don't die, just suffer
To anyone who reads this who knows what I'm writing this for. I love you and hope you understand.
"And I still believe that I cannot be saved" - Smashing Pumpkins - Bullet with Butterfly Wings
-plaz out-
 
Anything that I have done to you
I took your hope and raped it
...that's the biggest reason i could never get back with my ex.
this is a very powerful display of emotion. i hope whatever it is, you get through it.
 
*pokes him*
Of course we do. :)
And can I just say, that this poem was also breathtaking in its own right.
When I feel that self loathing
Spew forth from my throat
Rushing like acid bile
Burning away my tongue
So I'm mouthing empty words
Of apology to you
But look into my eyes
Can you see my soul burning?
You are a stunning writer of morbid beauty.
*mwah*
 
plaz, no matter what you write, be it happy sad angry or even pornographic ;) , it never ceases to move me.
 
I guess it musta been carthartic. Or actually other people were at fault there too.
*hugs* & *mwahz* for funki and up all night.
With people like you and my writing and this forum, then how could I fail to stay happy and sane.
-plaz out-
 
Plazma.... another work that slaps me into a mute state.
The only thing that comes to mind at the moment?
'The world is a vampire' - Smashing Pumpkins.
 
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