immortal-terror

My veins bleed poetry, sliding down the rainbow only I can see; with my eyes burning bright and my soul beaming white *I am an astronaut* and although my reason for being here remains unclear and my souls being caressed by the atmosphere I've become addicted to the feeling of reality slipping away and dipping my fingers in the milky way. *because I am an astronaut in the depths of my mind* soaring through this galaxy- only I can find.

So you're here to take me away? Yes. I'm sorry. I'm not prepared though No one is prepared for such a thing So how'd you go? I mean you're so young My boyfriend shot me. 'Guess we're both pree'y unlucky with bullets huh? I suppose we are. So where do I go from here? I can't answer that question I'm sorry. Can't or won't Can't So you haven't a clue? I wish I could but I gave up my chance How'd you do that? I pushed my reaper away by saying no. So if I said no would I become a reaper too? Unfortunately Why did you say no..? I was scared, the thought of death terrified me. Sayin' no didn't change the fact But saying yest confirmed it. Can you st

tongues bitten, swollen red, unleashing a sacred dread faces clear of all regret not even a drop of sweat words traced, painted white slithered with a spiteful delight growing noses long since ignored the same treachery that once struck a cord souls tainted, covered in black everyones oblivious to the deadly attack an attack of words that scour the world and our beliefs become distrusted and swirled what was once poison to the tongue has now been accepted by old and young im aware of whats going on so save your breath because this battle ive won