PLAYING WITH ACIDI'm not who I am.
Who am I not?
I'm not who I can be.
Who can I not be?
I'm not feeling great.
I'm not feeling like me.
I'm blind to everything including you.
I slit your throat that night, swearing.
Only to be dazed when you spat in my eye.
/That's the last time, I swear./
-I know it.-
You repeated yourself slowly, and…
I won't be your poison anymore, be your drug.
You won't use me and kick me to the
you have given everything
Up there, heaven calls… but I want…
Hell, I can't keep what I want.
Stay with me until I burn away in my own pending mortality.
I'm not who I am when you're around.
I'm sallow in your light and I'm so used to shining brightest.
Dark red blood red lust.
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Sayonara, Dai-chan...I've always been sort of a macho man; you'd never see me showing emotion, or how much I care, or how much things really bother me. You'd never see me in the corner, knees drawn up to my chest, fighting to breathe through the sobs wracking through my body. No… you'd never see me like that. I'm only in the corner, my legs are straight and I'm just lost in thought. I'd never let anyone see me like this either… not only have I completely lost sight of my professional demeanor, but I have yet to take a shower, so I stink and my hair is greasy. My clothes are disgusting too… I guess that's what I get. No one will ever see me like this… or at least no one should see me this way. Not even him. Not ever.
But that doesn't matter anymore. He's not here anymore. I feel sick to my stomach, because I don't know where the fuck he went either. I'm worried, what if he's dead? I guess I deserve this. I've been insensitive to him this whole time… but I was just trying to deny… ugh. So I enj