keroalma
Please give me a voice,
To ask for help.
Please give me strong grip,
To pull myself out.
Please give me some clarity,
To find some peace.
Please give me some options,
Please, someone, please.
I'm watching the clock tick away the minutes --a rabid clawing feeling growing stronger in the centre of my chest-- and all I can do is worry about what comes next.
It's all up to me now.
Nobody else.
And I can't help by feel like I'm out of options.
I'll run my fingers over the notches in your spine, if you'll run yours through my hair. Let us just be, I don't need a provider.
Come one, come all to the land of the Free!
With our big credence in convenience, we’ve got everything you need!
24/7 only $1.99,
There’s corn in December and two gallon boxes of wine!
Take a turn down our streets, we’ve got sideshow acts lined up!
So what if they didn't consent? Sit down, shut up!
Huddled in twos and threes, Febreeze-fresh, don't fret!
Put that blindfold on, it smells like American Debt™!
Slicked-back,
Break-backs,
Climbing to the top.
The King-crowned
Knows how
Slick-slinging never stops.
Rock your cause all
Saccharine-sweet,
Because, dearly, darling,
You're quite the treat.
A white knight dressed as a sanguine dream,
Adorable love,
The sugar to my cream.
Slip-sliding on white unbroken tile,
He skates over her sweet-sugar bile;
Washed fresh with a chemical lemony scent,
Broke-bent with the utmost cleanest intent.
Extra extra, new guaranteed,
He's got the best of what you need.
"When we get sick,
When times get tough,
Don't fret baby,
'got the premium stuff."
Press, push, pull.
Press, push, pull,
Repeat.
Press, push, pull,
Press, push, pull,
And bleed.
Sticky-greasy hands reaching,
Grabbing,
Groping;
Higher and harder,
Never slowing;
For "Once is Never Enough."
A thousand lives thrown down,
So you could reach your throne -- now
Instead of clamouring to conquer
--Be the first to strike your honour--
Simple words and simple smiles,
Can sway more than brutish trials.
Rest ye now on weary thrown,
The blood and gore you can't atone;
For your choices, the grand effete,
Marks your soul, a grand defeat.
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