I show on my face the stress of never having closed lids
My body is loosing itself with shakes and delirious almost sweet laughter
I ache to find something to fill me,whatever it may be but undoubted I find no way to smooth the emptiness
I am left to search anything that fills me,weather it be from the arousing to the poisoning it's all the same to me
I know I am young but I feel as if I lived more than once over,who knows maybe this is my last life?
No I am not ending my life yet,I am playing the game you see and with this game it's almost imperative that you loose
But of course I'm not going to,it can fuck with me all it wants but it won't do any good
This game is horrid but enjoyable,watching all the little pawns fall
It makes you ask what next?
My answer to that for me is: "I'm the next king so move the fuck out of my way"
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