04 September, 2012

Alter Ego

A bottle of aspirin-
Chase it with rum.
Scissors sound so
Good right now.
Rope and blood.
Tears and hate.
Misery! Hopelessness!
The swing has stilled.
Chi verses Freya.


Which am I?
Kayla verses Karen.
Today, I am Karen.
Empty... So, so empty...
But not that desperate.
Want him?
Can't have him!
Won't have him!
But want him.
Hands off!
Don't touch!
Revel in this catharsis.
Am I?
Or just fucked up?