deepundergroundpoetry.com

Mind mesh

Got one in the clip
Pull it off my hip

Point and let it rip
Pop pop pop
Bodies will drop

gasoline on the top
Light a match let it drop

Smell the rotting flesh
As they become mesh

Just like my brain
I cannot maintain
With all of this pain

Cutting my wrist
Watch my life drain
Emptying out all of my pain
Written by Mason8_8_8
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1 reading list entries 0
comments 0 reads 444
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
POETRY
Today 6:28am by Grace
SPEAKEASY
Today 1:02am by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 9:13pm by MidnightSonneteer
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 9:03pm by Pishashee
COMPETITIONS
Yesterday 8:18pm by Vision_of_insanity