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Written by Rachelle
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Monday, 27 July 2009 |
I'm a glutton for punishment so they tell me,
engorging myself on my insanity so sadistically
I make a masochist out of myself.
I down bottle after bottle of self-disgust
and inject stream after stream of self-pity into my veins.
I'm so obsessed with my banal binge
my wrists are starting to tear and shred
from the texture of my broken teeth.
Dusty sins polish themselves in my mind,
and I rewind
then repeat.
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Last Updated ( Wednesday, 05 August 2009 )
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