❛ oh ! um — no thank you ? i went earlier & don’t really have the PEE URGES right now , so . . . ❜ pain know these veins well & you are not unfamiliar with the concept of DEATH & still you exude LIGHT . sing your prayers to the moon each night , on your knees & clutching your heart , & in the morning wake with a RENEWED HOPE : holiness pours from you in form of OPTIMISM , in form of something that does not FEAR the walking dead , & so other approaches you ( take note of the light contained behind dark eyes ) & you let yourself be bright once more . ( dreamer , you are not a ruler but the dead crumble beneath the weight of your light & pray for your forgiveness anyway . ) ❛ i’m glad you’re so CONCERNED , though ! you don’t really find that in people these days . ❜
‘ oh , you’re funny as SHIT , kid ! ’
you laugh , && it tastes bitter like the blood you have tasted more often than not . your heart has been trained to never know the difference between FRIEND && FOE , to sit beating in your chest , to threaten to break your ribs in the hopes of taking yourself hostage . you have always remained so SILENT in your hell- but this isn’t just yours ; THIS IS EVERYONE ’ S . the gun is pulled from your waistband , set to AIM at the end of your steady arm at the child who stands before you- this world drives people to insanity , societal normality PAST ITS KNEES && THROUGH THE GROUND ( cry , HOWL to the moon , for you have become THE WOLF , && shed the SHEEP ’ S CLOTHING you have spent so long knitting to cover your bones ) . you are shrouded in darkness ; you have no time to be blinded by the light .
‘ my point IS- what the FUCK you doin’ standin’ next to my HOUSE ? ’