It doesn't move, it stagnates...it resonates a resounding pale thump; unheard by the naked ear but to the trained listener, it is a crackle of life...
She silently pictures her grave, her tombstone etched with the words that ''characterize'' her life...she prays and cries to the heavens for an ounce of sanity, she screams for love that will hold her...she needs a cleansing, an awakening from her dead stupor, but no-one comes forth. no one gives a hand, a listening ear or even a hope...
all the embers in her soul have burnt out because they couldn't withstand the fire...everyone who meets her, leaves a piece of her lying on the ground bleeding....not only her pieces, but her...she cannot handle the hate, the despair, the judgement....
Oh! how harshly they judge her, by standards they themselves fail to meet. they judge with ideals that cannot even fit a world setup...her actions are not for attention...you don't even know her life...you are just passer-by's...you were never there to see all the things she has...all you can do is judge a book by its cover...you look at me, but don't see me...you think am just a fake-ster....
you are mistaken...that girl staring at a broken sky is me...that girl knows how to break insignificant pieces of a puzzle because thats what she is...but how does she put them back together?? am not a "wanna be"....i am real....
maybe at times am not the one talking, maybe its the bipolar in me....but who cares? not you, or you or you!! you are just judges of a case you never read the evidence...you are all haters of something you WILL NEVER understand....
Crimson Red Yellow.......i cant.....so all do what i know best, B-L-3-3-D..........
the girl gazing past the moon couldn't sit through the pain no more...she reached down beside her, picked the kitchen knife...put it against her jugular vein, and made the surgical incision....
Blood drips feverently, down her neck onto the grass where she sat...the knife in her hand hit the soaked grass...the rain pelted her face and stung her neck...she couldn't let tears mix with the blood...and as i write this, i wipe away the blood...
