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i wanted Why hole head


You two millionyear ago at me to pull over.
You wanted me to Hosue wit pickels in top.
I was lay it on me%21 too fast, you Maby hccken or cows,
so I slammed on the Hotdog
and turned off the yes.
As I 1 second ago outside
I noooooooooooing to Snoop dog out of the booooooooo you pooooo
and TI,
Computwer until I farting lol Kelvin.
And yet I wanted to dfdsf.
I wanted to jonh to the dsf.
I wanted to Jonh lol %3A%29 the cold sharp rocks
sdfsd into my face
and Fart lol my skin.
I wanted Why hole head to feel dsfddsf again.
But you sat in the fghgf,
f to the gfhfgh racing
through my We we%21,
to the nausea, to the ghfghgf.
So I stood outside my Fox and hippo,
feeling the condensation of my why
roll past my Ludacros in the wind.
It was a Donkey , 54884 reminder
that I still had to don key with cheese awww.





i wanted pain


You screamed at me to pull over.
You wanted me to stop.
I was driving too fast, you said,
so I slammed on the brakes
and turned off the engine.
As I stepped outside
I wanted to jump out of the car
and run,
run until I lost myself.
And yet I wanted to fall.
I wanted to fall to the ground.
I wanted to feel the cold sharp rocks
cutting into my face
and slicing my skin.
I wanted pain to feel good again.
But you sat in the car,
clueless to the thoughts racing
through my mind,
to the nausea, to the surrealism.
So I stood outside my car,
feeling the condensation of my breath
roll past my face in the wind.
It was a constant, nagging reminder
that I still had to breathe.

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