in the endless pits of my mind
lays strings of thoughts,
that entangle themselves together
and stick to the thick bone of my skull
refusing to leave
and yet trying to escape
and no matter how much I try to forget them,
they're always there, forcing me to remember
every s i n g l e thing I refuse to
and you might think I'm lying
when I tell you they sing out your name
in a harmonious and deadly melody
but Jasper its true
and even though they want you,
they want me more.
I cant escape when they sink their claws into me
and drag their nails into my skin,
tearing viciously into my flesh and sucking the little life out of me
from their deep fangs that send poison
pulsing through my blood and I don't want them to stop
because It makes me numb and I cant feel the pain,
Jasper, Isn't that perfect?
I cant feel the pain you give me
and that's more than anything could ever do.
YOU ARE READING
Jasper
PoetryNo one understood him. No one knew where he came from. No one knew what he was like or who he was. No one knew why he did the the things he did. But everyone knows who he is. To put it simply, he's Jasper. [story told in verse]
