Metaphorically

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The Whispers Sometimes when thoughts are finally let go and emotions, structure and stability are all forgotten.. we get the more creative thoughts and some make sense.. some don't.. and some are better unsaid... this is my collection..
Bits of Glass Today I found a bottle of wine. Its so elegant. Nah... How about, its so fucking materialistic. Let us spend our lives impressing people with a bottle of some italian grape mold from 1922. Well, now the bottle is shattered. Splinters of glass everywhere... It almost looks like art. Red stains all over the floor... Large shards of glass scattered, catching little bits of light... smaller slivers of glass, so tiny, I wont notice when I step on them. Let me lay face down on this beautiful floor... covered with elegance.. Red stains all over the floor... some wine... some mine... The larger pieces pushing slowly into my flesh, ripping it lightly... At least I know that this pain will pass.. unlike other pains given... Life is based off of emotions... whether you like it or not... This pain I feel now... tiny shards embedded into my face.... It will pass... but the pain I will feel when you dissappear... Well, you might as well take a large shard and rip open my heart... I am like a toy... Ive served my purpose, now I may leave... Much like your sweet vintage wine... So elegant... so pure... Blood begins to stream from my mouth... my tongue is a cactus of flesh and glass splinters... my mouth is dry like the desert... I begin to twitch... nerves are being severed... much like my emotions.. Organs are being punctured... along with my heart... its all the same.. I glance over to you... blood streams through one eye, but I still can see from my other eye... Your smiling... I must have finally did something right. I sacraficed myself for you... now you look at your vineyard wine.. and you look at me. We are but one, in many ways... The bottle is gone... your elegant and expensive wine is gone.... and here I am... slowly fading.. Its what youve always wanted... and now... I am gone. Dead To You My eyes, like an abyss of darkness... look into them and show me how much you hate me. Express to me what you really mean, and what you really feel... Look into my eyes and say you love me and in your mind, know that you despise me.. I am sickening.. I am everything you have ever hated.. I have nothing you want.. no companionship.. no emotions... I am dead in your eyes.... My lips, like the flesh of a carcass... avoid them... hear not what I have to say... let me not speak my from my heart and ignore the words that are told. Forget the times I told you how much I really cared... disregard the times I spent telling you how much I really love you... Ignore the times I spilled my heart out to you... they were just words... nothing real... My voice is dead to your ears. My heart, cold and emotionless... show me no warmth.. show me no love... let me remain in my eternal pain... or give me what you want, and than shatter my hope like a crystal glass... Ignore the fact that the heart is what people cherish most... let me give you my heart, but only if youll smash it... destroy it... and then forget it... Reach into the very essence of my soul and rip out what I once felt... smile and feel joy as you erase every moment of happiness I might have ever felt. My heart is dead in your mind. My life, something of a waste... You look at me like Im your doll... Dont worry, I understand that Im only here when you want me to be... and when your done, you will be rid of me and find something of new interest... I am merely a novelty item... I am like a flesh wound... painfully annoying... but if you ignore me long enough, you wont notice Im there... and within time, I will disappear... and there will be no trace of me left... Its like I was never there... My life really never was part of yours. I am dead to you. Disturbing Eternal remorse, my gift to the world. Darkness submerged in the depths of my soul. I used to see the world in all shades of gray, but now I see the world is black and white. Stab the world in its back, metaphorically speaking of course. An eye for an eye, so far, so good. Shell out the perfect cadavers. My fingers are slippery with their warm silky blood. What is this all? A horror? A mystery? Written in my minds eye to be a comedy. And do I hear laughter? Nope. Only in my mind. The echoing stirring laughter that shatters the will power of my own person. Crazy? Perhaps.... But its the only thing humanity has left to give me. So, I welcome their gift, with open arms and graciously except this fine treasure and I will use it to the greatest extent. *SNAP!* Another neck broken, another body fallen. This day has gone so well. Now, all I need is a fucking soda.... *SNAP!*