I left them both to an inky black apathy.
I left them both when they were caught within a web of lies within a jungle of contradictions sprouting out of a endless sea of self loathing.
I left them both drowning, fighting against the riptide I left them dragging, spitting, spluttering, clawing, screaming, crying out in voices like cowardice, hopelessness.
Against the overflowing-unceasing-unstoppable-inescapable-assault of every thought-imagination-creation-explanation and exaggeration that they carried like plague. I left them gasping, choking, sufficating, rattling, face red, blood tear crying with their useless slack-jaw sort of dieing.
The person I wanted to be, Sweet-little-boy I was. I left them both.













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