insanejesture

I have no gifts to give away So we said goodbye on christmas day Dark of night, and winters chill Numb the pain, so I won't feel Tonight the night, we said goodbye I'll let it fade, I'll let it die You'll close the book, to confirm the curse I'll shed my heart in this final verse You were the one, the only one

Destined to be alone I step out on to the stone porch My toes twinge at the touch of this icy rock My breath feels cold on this frigid December night I watch as clouds of vapor escape my lips I've known for a long time... I step off of the porch to slushy brown mud and snow The alcohol in my blood makes the cars on the road appear to be continuous streams of light These lights remind me of something. I Run... The world blurs past me, not because I'm running quickly More like I drank too much, too quickly... I've had about a fifth of sailor jerry's rum But still I run,  the cars still blurring beside me on the road to my right.

-An ode the psychologically disturbed- I'm here to tell you a tale Of a schizophrenic girl destined to fail. Her name was little Ms. Kitty Her life was rather shitty. The world she percieved as reality was caused by her fucked up mentality. Tought by mister preacher that she was a sinfull creature destined to hell for all of her sins. This I suppose is where her story begins. Hell fire and brimstone were all she had been tought nothing of a loving god, not even the thought. So every sunday she went to church and every sunday she would search for some hint of hope and everlasting salvation but sadly found nothing only eternal d