Midnight Musings

10/6/15

...and in the end we're all just broken monsters choking on our own pestilential, disease-ridden bones as we try to drown and suffocate our demons-but constrict ourselves in the skin of our gouls all the same.
    We all whisper in tarnished and dirty tongues that no matter how hard we tried, this life still tasted like our blood on the coins; currency representing all the value we had in ourselves-amounting to nothing because we never swallowed the pain and we're all broke, chewing on our own lies to satisfy our insatiable hunger.
    We all once held in our faithless, capricious arms a little bundle of promise that we all found ways to ruin as we shoved misery down the throats and extracted the innocence, along with the years; as deleterious as the rain puddles we all drowned in while our pestiferous minds were busy searching for the sun.
    We're all ruptured souls who happen to have calcium in our white washed bones and iron in our severed veins, sustained by the carbon in our souls, and with the power to destroy ourselves with only the mind-we've got nitrogen in our brains; and we're 93% stardust composed of smoldering flames-but we all forget that though we may be stars with people's names; we lost our moons because we are too busy counting the celestial artifacts and never gave names to our incorporeal states because we belong in the ground, not up waiting at heaven's gates.
    We may be humans, and we may rule this world in a cruel, unrelenting grasp-but we're nothing but the selfish blood we spilled to cover our tracks and accuse our neighbor, because in the end-we're nothing but selfish, lying and deceitful piles of insubstantial, pernicious bones rotting in our own dexterous filth.

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