-fucking Casey my teeth are burning, I fucking hate you 
and I fucking hate our marriage, I hate my life and my job. Fucking Casey where are you? 
-sugar rotten teeth are involved in the spiritual development of your annoying fucking soul Robert, serving your tired body as stoic sore houses, holding onto suppressed or emotional energy. Being the most dense matter of our body it’s believed that they hold all the fucking trauma you haven’t worked on and our kids are gonna have to hold on.
i was born with a thousand jewels attached to my body, my soul,
filling my territories. 
and as I’ve grown older I’ve been loosing them, 
my teenage dreams have left me poor and heartbroken.
my jewels, 
forming words of who I think I am and not about who god knows I am.
i’ll use my broken jewels to spell a new name, one I feel confortable with,
Again.
i’ve been rotting my body with every drug I have found, 
polluting my brain so I can hear no sound,
i’ve been skinning my skin with a borrowed knife,
i stole it from the desk my dad sits at, 
but i
I’ve been putting up pictures on my bedroom walls and painting fun pictures for you to watch, 
and I’ve been distracting you with bright colors,
that’s how I daze my mom.
so it doesn’t really matter that i’m just bone. I have all these things that make me seem bold.

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