Rape the darkest part of my mind, black as the skinless corpses rotting in solitary confinement below our feet.
If there were no walls to stop me, I swear to God I'd rip your fucking throat out. Symptopm #1; A burning desire to tear the tongue from your mother's esophagus and tie a slippery noose to the ceiling. bahaha...you really think you can kill me this easily? Silly little panty waste, I have not yet begun to unleash the crooked, well-restrained fantasies previously trapped behind the holding cell of my skull.
Symptom #147; You sleep alone, but wake with the scorching taste of blood in the back of your mouth. The room is torn to shit, and the maid seems to have gone missing. Perhaps a permanent vacation, swimming in stomach acid and decomposing in your small intestine? No wonder you've been having such dreadful indigestion.
Locusts twitch restlessly behind heavy sleepless lids, shivering as they crawl down towards the rattling cage of her lungs. Inhale, Exhale, Inhale Exhale INHALEEXHALEINHALEEXHALEINHALEEXHALE hyperventilation is symptom #425, but you already knew that didn't you my wheezy little friend.
She can no longer swallow the ever-present lump pulsing like a fatal tumour at the back of her pretty little voice box. Lace and tombstones and gunmetal tears, that's what premature funerals are made of.
Faces, still uncreased by the hands of time are slowly lowered into the ground, never again to blink away the dusky orange sunlight or comb slender Marlboro fingernails through gleaming cornsilk hair. Never again to hold back emotions or to projectile vomit uncontrollably upon stepping into The Church Of Latterday Saints.
My beautiful rabid angels, why must you toil to fall away from yourselvegs in the bittersweet blackness of Hades? Sunsets burn away painful memories, time weighs down the corners of your mouth like anchors to stop you from smiling. But you and I will always remain, feasting delicately on the victims of all that is holy, perched precariously upon the tombstones in the bone yard between Heavens Gates.