Glimpse
I never stop running
spike my veins I need to live
It almost feels like a kiss
much more tender than you ever were
My cranium is tinfoil
bleached black within serenity
I hate everyone who left
but I am disengaged with those who stayed
Abandon me I am begging you
Then I don’t have to disintegrate
without your judgement
I’ll call you if I need you
You don’t want me
You don’t want me
I’ve lost all fixtures
my arms are jaundiced
So you neglected me
I want to overdose on your lust
Hunger is not forthcoming
that’s okay, I can sleep
I reach out for your bouquet
but I cut my hands on the petals
Abandon me I am begging you
Then I don’t have to disintegrate
without your judgement
I’ll call you if I need you
You don’t want me
You don’t want me
What have I done?
What have you become?
You are a user
I was just born to be thrown away
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