Trying To Capture A Vision... Im Not Sure How I Feel About It. Eck

Trying to capture a vision... I’m not sure how I feel about it. Eck

A Collection of Two Little Lines, One Pair After the Other

I am a nothing type person

The kind of person that 

Leaves the party crying

A ghost in front of me,

Black eyes that I only

Saw when I slept,

“How lucky am I?”

Love it when you have no stomach for it

I’m sorry for what I turned out to be

“You’ll get over it”

A Collection of Four Little Lines

The Soul Angelic, Sold to God Decree all good must be contained I know nothing

Dont think I posted this? Well, here it is anyway. It doesn’t really mean anything I just thought it was cool

I feel the ridges of your palm

Sitting hand in hand

I wonder what your love line says

How many failures

I wonder if in my decay

I can still love correctly

The feeling of finger prints

Against finger prints

Reminds me of the feeling

Of wads of paper towel

Scratching bitterness off my tongue

I hate how sensitive things like me are

The stress lines run over

My mount of Venus like

Rain streaking across

The passenger side window

What can I give you

Sitting sick and spinning

The maggots squirm in my chest

Will I be enough

Further down the line?

I cant remember what brush I used for this. I gotta find out. It came out so good for no reason

She is… Finished