Punkrockgirl818

under a life of despair there is no hope no saints no saviors nothing to dig your nails into no way to save yourself from the well of your own thoughts you drown you rot decaying bit by hopeless little bit while pity takes sharp bites from your will making that hope to die an imperative drive not in some cowardly way no not that in a spectacular denial an implosion of pain impaling your betraying heart skewering out that empty vault slashing it from your heaving chest ripping it bare fisted from your breast to hold it out for the one you love in a last effort to give all you've got left a dripping gore gift empty exce