Placentas on the ground.

We could have died several times.
But I’ll die before you understand.
My hands and my mouth are full of shit.
I forgot to breathe. I forgot to smile.

Writing is my only crime.
Passion is my invisible ink.

I won’t scream to beg your attention.
I won’t monitor my heart beats.
I won’t take a gun to shoot myself.
I’ve already got a bomb in my head.

{…}

I’m my worst enemy.
Emotional slavery’s just burning me.

Day after day.

Emotional slavery’s just killing me.
I’m my worst enemy.

{…}

I won’t find any good reason.
I won’t monitor my breathing.
I won’t dive into my own emptiness.
I’ve already found a better place.

Writing is my only crime.
You can’t change anything.

I decided to abort before committing suicide.
I tried to resist. But my head is full of shit.
Suck your illusions. Heaven is a whore.
And I won’t give you any redemption.

[09.04.07]