April 2010
March 2010
In the woods
The trees are brush tangled and thorny in thickets but the sun will come filtering through branches, and you will stand tall in the company of wolves and birds that stretch and stock in dark places. They watch from the trees, they’re watching from the trees…
......
I’m a mess. a wreck. a disease. I’m the broken glass shattered all over your bedroom floor. I’m poison. A contradiction. Lust. Wrath. Death. Life. A killer. a lover. a player. a master. A chained animal. A bird flying free. Disaster. A tornado blurring through your town. Destroying. Killing. Devouring. Uninhibited. Lost. Gone.
Fuck yeah<3
