Manic Depressive

I'm dead hollow that's all i am anymore i just don't care not your kiss not you or you but do i want to? I don't know i just don't know anymore i'm not a whore i have nothing to give you anymore i am so clean it's almost filthy i can almost smell the soap on our steamy breath everythings done right and I can't stand it Bad let me corrupt you but i just can't feel anything anymore so so much that i don't care and the shadows perform erotic dances on your face in the candle light we are so wild and I'm manic depressive, shouldn't i be?
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if you mannic depressive, why dont you write happy poetry?
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