gory display
i can’t form sentences tonight. i just don’t care anymore. it’s not like anybody is listening anyways. i never want to hear another stupid metaphor from my mind. so just shut up already. i don’t want to hear you, or her, or anyone. go tell her to shut her stupid fucking mouth. i never want to hear my own voice again. i want everyone to be quiet and watch me bleed out. everyone who has ever cared enough to be in my company. watch me gouge my eyes so i don’t have to see you speak. watch me slit my throat so you can’t hear me cry. watch me hesitate to slice open my chest. watch me suffer and writhe as i grasp my beating heart. let it burn in your memory, let it hurt, miss me.
i have no company but words. my crowd would only be my own judgment. look how pathetic i am! i finally went and did it. i finally gave up! but i am a hypocritical fool who wishes through writing.
so i won’t do it, i’ll just finish the sentence and let it remain hopeless. i’ll cry into my own arms that i crafted. wishing for someone, wishing for anyone, wishing for you to do something.