Listening: Evanescence

the screaming is back in full force as is the desire for blood.


I'd protest but tidal waves of seawater emotion crash over me, filling my mouth with a bitter taste.


I try not to be too still, to think too much, I fill my ears with loud rock music to drown it all out but I can barely hear it.


there's nothing good about this day and I want that to show, I want it to be clear as scars, as welts, as bruises


it's like running away by turning around in swift little circles. I'm sick to my stomach but I can't get away and my own skin is suffocating me


Why can't it ever rain on these days? Why must it be so goddamned sunny?


My throat is choked from holding back tears and all I want is to howl in pain and frustration.

i just want to tear out my heart and be done with it.