The Darkest Place

[NeonMercuryASH]

The way she felt inside was ugly
her weakness and insecurity came out and displayed themselves

Ah yes, lest we forget, there is a world of difference between being pretty and beauty. One is pleasant enough. The other might actually be so grotesque as to appall. Like snakes coiled in a quoif of treacherous lust. The poison would breed the next. Ivory drips as it must before mother send us to bed.

 

[NeonMercuryASH]

I know
You think i don't
But I do
There is a certain
Beauty
Hiding itself in the eye
If only
It didn't hang back and cry
Small lonely
Souls whisper in distress
Cry little tortures
That know you'll never
See the big pictures
We're blind to what they're about
She has her sins
I have mine
Her pain is no less
Than mine is
But she feels the anger is upon her
She doesn't understand
The Powers that ferment our daily bread
Have gone irreversibly mad
The wheat is drunk
Embrace the fucking manque
And drink of the ink

eat of the sorrow
there's famine tomorrow

 

[NeonMercuryASH]

Oh yeah, I quote myself

 

[Mirah]

Thanks.
Perhaps it is the moon
Friday the 13th
who knows
sometimes
you just gotta hang on
I'm not the only one
screaming on the cliff
crying
I get over myself
look around
and see a couple others
hangin on
don't let go
climb back up
then kick some rocks down
throw those others down
that deserve to fall
but who am I to judge?
I don't know
survival
survival
it is all I know
all I have

 

[NeonMercuryASH]

Exactly so, especially if you feel
yourself slipping from the wheel
Or Falling away into an abyss
Where you see all you miss
Don't waste time casting blame
It's too big for anyone to claim
When your name
has been cast
In stone
For now or the past
The future above
The dog will love
A bone
He won't care
If it's a bear
A kitty cat or
His very good friend