adia

i've lived little only to learn what's hard
i wanted everything hard
sex, drugs, love, people, eyes, teeth, peace, tears,fights,
cries, cuts, blood, souls, fire , pain,

the world on fire in an intimate room
slits on the eyes of every little bug
you know we long to surprise the minds we blind
longing to breath into a sea of disguise that on
determins what we want to be less than what we've become
i've seen souls kiss and run away for fear of being broken
my hearts been stolen only to be unwanted in it's own little world
you people fuck with civilization on demoting yourselves to become a population
of unfair choir children singing hymns of unwanted songs

they're have been better people in cleaner timess
strangled by upper class ... well, not so much the people in it but
the "class" its self is fuckin' heavy ... I think the people below well...god help them all

friends are worth only what you pay them to hang around
time...
sex...
material objects...
my lips...
god everyone use to love me

i've become some shy little timid girl
what happened to the hunter, the devil, the eyes that pierced flesh with a glare
you've seen all you've come to see
run with what i've given you
small spaces and run on sentences


aDia

i make non sense