fuck me...



At Bay
Friday, Jan. 30, 2004 06:16



reflections

of his fears

realized in the form of memories

reliving in the form of dreams

saccharine anti-prophetic dreams

he touches the water partition seperating him from himself

ripples

this place

pervets the laws of gravity

distorts the laws of macrocosm

vicious cycles

they sting him

he punishes him

he finds nothing wrong with this?

they think all they gave him from him

is a little piece of his family

but what they don't want to know

is that what he got was so much

was so much worse

paranoid complexes so complex

cant look back

cant let them know

that he knows that he knows

just sit there and take it

be a good boy

and leave your brother alone

now that is that

dust off your hands mother

you've done 'your best'

dont worry hunney

wont happen again

except every night

in your dreams

every time someone looks at him

every time someone glances his way

hes scared to the point

to the point of irrationality

to the point of tears

but the tears dried up so long ago

and all thats left ....

they find their place now

for the first time in so so long now

too much too late now

this is the price of being

this is the price of

this is the price

this is the

this is

this

this is

this is the

this is the price

this is the price of

this is the price of being

being of price the is this

being the price of this

i am the price i paid

i am the by-product of him

he took so much

so much

so..... m u c h

i push through the barricade of water

worst fears realized

materialized

wolves howl in the background

in a completely different world

dangerous

dangerous

dangerous

so dangerous

make a sound

make a movement

they saunter over

fangs bared

they bare themselves

look away

ashamed

eyes watching

brown fur slicked back

turn to run

meet their eyes

split

second

lunge

ripped

torn

bleeding

skin

blocked memories

of keeping the wolves at bay

materializing under the bed

in the closet

behind closed doors

lights are off

hes in the room

he knows im there

i know hes there

cant

turn

back

cant

look

back

eyes can never meet

lie there subdued

and never realizing

it WAS ABUSE!

abuse

salty discharge trickles from my eyes now

for the

first time

in so... long

in so......long

used to be empathy

became so much like apathy

should've seen this coming

couldn't see this coming

my sentiments were so gone for so long

easier not to hurt

when you dont have to feel

easier - hurt when you - have to feel

overwhelming

yet strangely familiar

knocking

premonitions

other side

whats to come?

you know whats to come.

you can tell from behind closed doors

and wooden barriers

only lead cannot be penetrated

like super man

although he had some sort of ability

to live through what he had been through

super fucking man

i wish i was

i wish i

i wish

i wish

wish

wishing is for fucking idiots

wishes never come true

work for it

work for

work

work at it

dissacociating

memories

of

sitting on the ceiling

you dont find anything wrong with that

know you dont

because they didnt

no one did

expect you

or did you

no

not at the time

maybe now maybe not

maybe

maybe

maybe

maybe

mayb

may

ma

mat

matt

matth

matthe

matthew david havell

david havell?

no

no no no no no no no non nonononono

i REALLY don't fucking think so.

mary bell?

heh

i like mary bell

but at least she killed

them

didnt make them live with it

she got to be an umbrella

stalking you

watching you

like the wolf used to do

howl and scream and dont meet the gaze

cant meet the gaze

then everything goes so far down the drain

like the turtles

my dad gave away

did he see?

did he notice?

did they all notice?

all brothers do that

:: laughs ::

im sure they do

im sure they all fucking do right?

they find NOTHING wrong with that?

lol

why would they?

hes their pretty little fat son

"if i lose matthew i'll have nothing"

she finds NOTHING wrong with that

evesdropping

on the other line

end of the line

beginning

or maybe somewhere else on the spectrum

not everything

can be all light and dark

white/black

no

shades of grey

grey smoke clouding my vision

pretend that the smoke is making my eyes water

tricksy hobbitses

nobody finds anything WRONG with that????

no, i guess they dont.

no, i guess they

no, i guess

no, i

no,

no, stop

no, stop watching

no, stop watching me

i never thought of saying that

IM AWAKE!!!!

never occured to me

i guess too many

i guess too

everyone does

but it doesnt help

estimations

precipitation

call it rain

but we all know what it is

e.r.a.t.s we all know

jigsaw

jigsaw

ji-saw

j-saw

-saw

i-saw

that

he-saw

and i knew

that i couldnt live with it

blocked it

shoved it in one of the dustier nooks/crannies of my mind

happy new years

surprise

i'll blow your fucking house down.



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