Ether DilEmMA

writing on my walls, the worlds scramble
churning out lies for my prostate to digest
my head is detaching, soaring in the clouds
black clouds as i grab my hair and tear

lying in my bed, writing poetry on the inside of my eyelids
i see ether dreams, focusing and then blurring out
screaming into a whisper
crying into a dry qualm
my glass minagerie has shattered
shards tearing open my reputation
whore, asshole, prick, nice guy, asshole, shit head, punk, metal, skater, fucker, dumb ass, a manic genius
throwing fists through pedistals under quiet snowflakes
crystal daydreams screaming into my eyes
all i can see is ash and assanign vocabulary
data banks vomiting into the cradles,
cascading down my brow with beads of sweat and hate
hate
such a simple fucking word
so devious, criminal nastolgic, raping and reaping me
hate sounds so simple, its levels carrying me,
elevating to new hate as i tear out the last hair of my salvation
im cringing as i teeth on this rind
waiting for the end of this finger dance
focusing my attention to the cradles in my brow
as i write poetry on the inside of my eyelids
dreaming ether dreams….

By bLiNDmaGg0T

Not much to tell I'm afraid. I am 18, live in Chicago, and am confusing. I skate, write poetry, love deep conversation, like metal music, and have Gothic ethical standpoints. Anything else, just IM me, I guess...