suicide is sexy

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only screams feel like
relief
but they don't last forever
and my throat begins to burn
it's rough and raw and
that thing inhabiting me, tearing
at my insides, craves violence

my ribs can't take much more
they're black and blue
and a dozen shades of decay
they'd scream, too
if they could
like my lungs drowned in
smoke and liquor
like my heart plagued by
loneliness and
trauma

we all fucking scream

but it's not enough
because eternity screams
louder
from the depths of oblivion
and oblivion looks a lot like an open
casket
it sounds a lot like
a promise
so sweet, so sincere, so soft
(almost silent)

i want it
this thing inside of me
wants it

self-inflicted
self-sabotage
the truest violence; the sexiest
it's a fucking wet dream
irresistible
my veins cum for it
and i keel, i'm on my knees
begging
give it to me
don't be gentle, it's not my first
time

but will you be the first
to get me there?

satiate me
with savagery and pain
and no surrender
(even if i ask you to let me
go)
no safe word, i don't want one
this time i'll see it through,
this time my spine
will not bend but break
and i'll soak
these sheets in blood
while i scream your father's
name
louder than eternity

don't take it personally
but i want Him to know that
i'm coming for Him

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