2 August 2012
Unaware and making shots.
Words rot. You say you're not.
That person you said you hated.
Your portrait's fading.
This is blown out of proportion.
My decisions I'm living in.
Ex-ing out where last they end.
Check marking a new way to begin.
Stare into the sun until your blind.
Then you'll see through those broken eyes.
Blow the dice for good luck.
Running up, going downhill, feet stuck.
Out already out of luck.
Wait for it, go for it.
Sparks ready to be lit.
Piercing my tongue with my teeth.
Keeping my tongue bit.
Keep taking your hits.
Knitting an artificial web of lies with your spit. I'm sorry you can't take a hint.
Tell me you can't live without it.
Cutting yourself with your insecurities.
Watching you make slit after slit.
You've given up, another one to say quit.
We won't just sit and say it fits.
Hypocrite or misfit, alive & doesn't mean "not worth it".
Life takes you down.
Don't let it spilt.
Get up & crumble the ground.
One Number Dice • Opuss № I