Altercation:
Bury me...
Just,
Don't look at me.
Your pity's fleeting.
It leaves me,
Drags me,
Into,
Nothing...
Never mind.
***
The tracks on my arms,
Are from the lies I told myself.
The blood in my eyes,
Is from,
Watching you,
Become,
Someone else.
So...
Don't you look at me...
Your pity's always fleeting.
***
Your eyes seem to sparkle,
Peering out from your hole.
Your dark little heaven.
Where all your dark designs begin to breathe.
They learn to walk;
Begin to speak.
But never of,
Anything new.
...
They'll leave you;
Drag you,
Into,
Nothing...
...
Never mind.