Nightmare on my street

Drums beat
Rain seeps inside the cracked car Windows

The heart speaks
If you listen real close
This is what it leaks
Get me out this body its fucking weak
Tearing me down to a thread
I want to stop a beat
Fuck the oxygen let me sleep
Rest eternally

She can't bear anymore pain
Theres just a grain of salt sprinkled love left in me
The abuse she called rape

I have no defense
Arteries bust like grapes
And the blood of my grief travels
Through tunnels of a small space
Whenever we cry its
Another blow, strike, cut,pinch
I slow down in my rhythm
Hoping she would fade away
I have tears too
But I don't have a face
My rhythm starts to race when the abuse takes place
Listen to her story, its why I wan't to run
 its dark and Gory

My car won't start
A flood of my tears fill the car
Like Noah's ark I took in all that I was asked to
My mind is hanging from the streetlight beside the car

Her panties filled with blood
I don't know what place she's in
But time is rewinding back to the first nightmare
That broke in her soul
Hands touching her in places she's scared to talk about
Just 14 what is this about
My mental speeding up
It's speedometer
 She can't catch up
Catch a breathe she gasps
hands around her neck
Penetration in and out of her mouth
The sun rays tickle her neck
These tears haven't fall yet

Running wild
Her mind is in a jungle of times
In A motel
hands held down
"Shut up and spread"
And then
I closed my eyes
Nightmare on my street

Back under the streetlight in the car
I don't know who I am
Or who he was
Or what does it mean to be loved
When theres hate all over

She felt  like a painted clown
Parading around on 42cd street
Everyone's laughing at her
I don't know why
What film is playing infront of their eyes?

I'm standing
naked of emotions
Eyes full of fire
Heart bleeding a rain shower of pain
Voices all around me
Give me some of that pussy
It haunts me
blood
Alcohol
Sex
Taken
Split
Into
Feeling
The lies
Over red lipstick
Nausea to her stomach
To
The guys
She's a quick pick
And
a fast Stick
I burn out like the cigarettes,
Ashes blow out like my mind
Nightmare on my street
Theres more than one Freddy in mine
It's a dream she can't get out of

The car is overflowing with the raining in my thoughts
The streetlight is the only object I can identify with
THEY only turn me on at night
I cry for daylight to stay with me
For I know when the streetlight comes on
The nightmare on my street
comes
for
my
remains


As we remain
Reticent
She asks me
What is pain without suffering?
The nightmare on
     My street is
Self inflicting
  Hers
Mental
Pricking
Torturing of genital organs
Emotional hoarding


Aug 18, 2011. Copywrite of Red Curtain$