Peel back my skin will you?
Tear out my personality because I don't need it right now.
I need you to cut the muscle from my bone.
Can you do these things for me?
Lay my organs out in a neat little row.
Drain all the fluids from my body.
Sew my mouth close so no more useless words can fall out.
Will you do this for me?
All I want to be is every part of me at once and none at the same time. I think to be all of me they need to see each part, but the likelihood of that actually happening is very slim. After all who wants to see all of me?
YOU ARE READING
Poems and Rants Of A Killjoy
PoetryAll of my thoughts written down in here... This is a place for those who need a safe haven of sorts. Made by one of your own. I hope you can learn from my mistakes. "Come one, come all to this tragic affair..." -Dead! By My Chemical Romance [ON-GOIN...
