Plenty, Enough, Sufficient, Adequate
Journal Entry: Fri Apr 11, 2008, 10:43 PM
- Mood:
Sickened
I'm not.
I don't have it.
I can't be.
I won't measure up.
I want to see the good in me that those who love me say they can see.
WHAT DO YOU SEE???????
I see a face blanketed with blemishes, skin everywhere that is scarred, raw, and mutilated...A body that mocks me and hates me, screaming for me to either worship my temple, or to continue the unhealthy routine until that six foot haven claims it's creator. I see with blurred, heavy vision, I practice a monotone, slurred, mumbled speech, and I only touch what looks like it needs to be damaged.
DISGUSTING!
Dense, fogged intellect, inhibited senses, common and the like. Heavy, so fucking heavy, TIGHT lips, failing me daily--slurring something seemingly surreal.
What did you say?
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Come out, please. Who are you?
Devious Comments
thanks for the ispiration!
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Gloria Victis
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Thank you a ton! That means the world to me.
xo
I dig it ... a lot.
xo
CheersX
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- No solo un mensaje, sino un pasaje a mi galeria -
- Not just a message but a ticket to visit my gallery -
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xoxo
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