a little bit of a resurrection
my life journal: cutmedown








body suit


i am empty, like a pin prick.
punch in the face, kick in the face, hurt me.
blacked out & forgotten, who has failed me?
have i lost my way or have i simply been brutalized into this place?
mark my words.
nothing is misplaced, nothing.

the camera flashes & the ropes tighten.
force your eyes shut, so tight, so tight vessels burst, so tight;
but you have no choice because you have to get away when you can not get away.

i want to bleed life into you.
strip me of my skin.
exorcise my heart with a dull blade.
take it all, my meager gifts.



written on 2004-02-27 at 12:24 a.m.

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