Submissions by Emotionallyunstbl (Starcrushed)

What do you do when you can't go back to pickin up a pipe or a white boy, no first time crack cocaine to heal the pain cause his dust is just a decoy. My flesh in rebellion knows that Mary Jane can daze my emotions better than the oxygen being cut off from my brain when drowning in this ocean, with every hit of that loud- my soul began smoking,turning into a wisp of fumes no longer to exist, ... My inner self wants to run, self destruct and obstruct the deadliest potion- to kill the weeds wrapping themselves around my brain, these thoughts and emotions seduce and sedate my nerves , leaving me...

O Lord, these desires entice me, thoughts of his love drags me away, they won't suffice me, this might be the
Scheme of death cause these lustful thoughts they fight me, I desire you Lord but this mind is igniting, so frightening, the lengths I'd go to peak my pleasure and erupt this icing. Excuse the explicits, but youdesire truth so..here it is. I  But Lord I just want us to mean something, not him I mean you I mean us. But oh this lust .. Gnawing away at my mind like maggots in the summertime, merely an act one scene one in the devils show it's puppet time.
Not to worry, this show...

Title: Tasteless

Fresh as leaves of spring, tart with a sting, this blood from my veins, releasing endorphins like a beautiful tragedy, I wanted to die so why am I feeling so happily...
These demons try to grasp my soul, they choke hold the salt within me what a tasteless death I am dying, with each breath I conjure up, his lustful hands pound it right out of my flesh....This is a 3 way hold. Still blessed but bound in mind, body and soul. I am dying..