26 August 2012
Breaking out the flavors,
Out of warmth in your mouth,
Ripping at your tongue, something to savor.
Extremely bored, thinking of our untold favors.
Dangling dreams distracting me from waiting on your treats.
Angst slithers away,
Nothingness & lost counting the days.
Dust drifting over me as I sleep.
Cooking my life away,
Out living myself in the sway,
Onto a road where you'll soon fade.
King of the world or scum of the earth.
Ink & blood will follow and hurt.
Gashing at my eyes taking the will to cry.
Over Thinking Everything • Opuss № I