I wonder what will become
of us
when our flesh has abandoned our body
overtaken by the folds of our skin

I wonder what will become
of us
when our entrails will be covered in rot

I wonder,
if trees will bloom out of our chests
or if the dirt will stuff our throats,

and fill our hollow eye sockets.

I think back to that night,
That first sip.
That first ****.
At first it was fun.

Then we went to the field,
I was scared.
I wanted to go home
I cried out for help as he got on top of me.
I said no more times then i could count.
screaming in fear
No one could hear me.
no one cared.

I heard a second voice,
"what are you doing"
I kept my eyes shut in fear.
"do i get a turn?"
I heard the second boy ask,
I laid there quietly
as a tear ran down my cheek
"shhhh" he whispers

Tears pour down my face as i lay there
in that empty field.
I try to yell for help
but no one comes.

I wake up the next morning,
make-up smeared down my face.
bruises on my thighs
scratches on my back.
I can never tell..

After all losing your virginity is a night you will never forget.
right?
That's the way its supposed to be.
that first sip.
that first ****.
The first and the last night i ever felt alive.

You made a permanent hole
In my dying broken *soul

i still dont know why
why i love you so much

FROM THE MOMENT WHEN WE ARE BORN
WE START DYING*
SO THIS ISNT LIFE
*THIS IS DEATH