Disintegrating One thread at a time Curious One's humor Another's demise Standing Case in hand Shocked Ceased To believe In you Us Love Trust Faith Slipped by Left The fabric of us Strings
The boiling blood coursed through My veins, and my mind began Screaming. Sticky sweat oozed off My forehead as my foot began Shaking in a furious pattern. My Body was telling me to run as far And as fast as I could. I stood there Realizing what he had done, even After, “The Talk.” My palms became Clammy, and I was losing my grip On reality. I was slipping into The great gorges of fantasy. Then, The anger killed him.
I can’t allow you to have friends anymore Such bad influences they are Oh, and you must do things my way Laughter is not allowed Adoration is a requirement Tolerating your behavior only lasts so long Inadequacy is unacceptable Order must always be kept No, I don’t really love you
Redeeming qualities? Overstuffed sock drawers? Insanity looms over its Victim With the snap of fingers Fog rolls in and Encompasses the unknowing Sight prevented by the density No way to find home, comfort, Love No choice but to back against The wall Thankful for its support Fear immobilizing Screams when a hand Appears Inches from the nose Insanity envelopes Without realization that the Hand was help