i close my eyes and wish for my cancerous existance to end.
the rain falls in my eternal blackness, depression is my san
ction.
smooth steel, slick twisted impressions of efouric substance
stain my inner skull, needs beyond belief.
wish for beter, negative love keeps me alive. suductive bull
ets
lay in my grey hand. i close my eyes, wonder why, say good by
e.
warm submission descends.
pOrtia JEz
pOrtia 97