I felt like writing something.
Hide and Seek by Jordan Turtle
.. and your smoke strangles me,
wrapping itself around my neck.
Puff on another cigarette,
I'm falling through my safety net as it burns away with the rest of my sanity.
body, a flame ..
my mind a blank.
Take this load away from my shoulders and allow me to clear my head.
I can't think.
You deal me one card after another,
and by the final one, the entire deck has been shovelled into the furnace ..
all but one,
your Ace of Spades.
You face has made me rip myself to shreads,
flesh from bone,
attempting to find my inner evil,
which you say all have ..
but for some reason,
it's better at hiding than I am at seeking.
Current Location: in a chair.
Current Mood: distressed
Current Music: Spotlight [Twilight Mix] - Mutemath