Listening to: my father grunting [in my head]
a poem i wrote earlier:
Eye want to gouge because im already blind
And eye want to lye on your fillthee body and bite you till’ your raw
And eye want to see you bound and helpless
Eye want you to smell fear and to taste my pain
Eye want to take my rusty blade and leave you as a pile of… fat on the ground
Whut daddy? You want me again?
And eye bleed from my self attack wounds and eye …bleed from this act of…violence…this act of rape…
and eye lye beneath you shivering..crying….singing sweet lullaby’s about my molestation. I SCREAM. I bleed………….
A blow to the ribs..
Sweat on my…face….
[pain]
[pain]
this is no sweet release for the victim. This is my life….on a plate….handed to you and you devour it like the ‘blood pig’ that you are.
And you walk away from me looking so ashamed…..and I realize that I love u. BUT I HATE YOU. Look at what you have made me……..a defenseless…creature…crying…bleeding…….starving myself away from you and all of this….pain and hate.. cutting myself away from this life…im bleeding myself away…im bleeding…..im dying blood pig im dying
i cant fucking wait till the 19th, IM GONNA GO SEE OTEP!! their playing at this place called the Trocadero Theater in philly, about 45 minutes from my house. its gonna be so fucking awsome, and i am gonna be SOOO fucking stoned.
LAteR
TiM
LAteR
TiM
♥ always
Bollans