Your Key Holds The SHit!

please take me out of this. hey you hold onto your dreams. like currency that must be spent before it goes to shit. we'll take any offer that our lender will accept. total destruction is so much more interesting. than wringing hands over the desecration. rationalize it now and then and bury yourself. it all comes home to roost one day. with seething anger at the circle. sorry but it works that way for everyone.

Constant Rewrite

hanging on to pieces of you like shards of glass. my nails dig into the grit and dirt. shifting away from strange faces. stumbling out of a strange place. we all wait to see our injuries. that moment of impact your mind freezes. a flicker or a spark of courage. to look down and see the gruesome detail. blood flows like memories both bright and dark. as vivid as the day you watched yourself. being led over over the brow. or being fed the pill.