Crushed

toiling with my conscience
coiled around the monsters
Shake my fist at the snake
that's twisting my thoughts
into needling obscenities.
Reaction breaks me into
fractions taking all my
energies
Disables my extremities so
much that I cannot feel now

This heavy heart, heart that I
carry
Still holds the weight of you
and when I fall, as I always
do
I'm crushed by the abscence
of you

Perfection is there in the
expressionless stare of a face
That leaves no trace of wear
& tear TRUE BEAUTY IS
COLD!!!

Love and hate, this
human sexual nature is
a virus sustained
by endless violence
and pain, a cycle I
can't understand

I'm tired of emotions,
they bore me with
distortions
They cut me, slave &
fuck me
Wipe them all away
now,
Let me see through
eyes of stone

One look at you is
everything to me
From this photograph
and when I wan feel
you around me
I'm crushed by the
presence of
you...............Crushed.