New piece I wrote today...I'm a wee bit emo...Meh...
I've been holding my hands tight, clutching to the very essence of that which is myself...A semi-automatic muse of meandering souls seeking some sort of solitude through making a miser of me...And I am miserably traveling through the burroughs and bodegas of my own city of lost love and yet cannot seem to find the restitution of my heartache on any corner...No solitary solidified rush of contentment...Only recluse renditions of rotten refuge...Nothing...Just a sullen girl...Seething in sorrow and writhing in pain as she holds her own hands to try to hinder thoughts of truncation...
*Geez, that's effing depressing now innit?...Must be the rain...*
.FIN
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