XioalanderWriting

"Time" And my body is hollow Just like my words Twisted in a rivalry Where we both lose Can't regress into past Pretenses are everything Between us that there ever was Something lost in the morbid void Feeding life stream aggravation Abomination of the skin I pick at it until I'm within A deeper pact than I'd ever know Screaming , shouting, endless crying Flowing lost in thought My flesh comes soft from bone And creatures engaging are norm And my mind is bleak as this Smoke filled sky comes and cuts Into our lungs as we both breathe Full of a dream that can never be

"If We're Going To Save The World" My mind is tick tock ticking As my body is set in reaction Heart and soul pulsing with Anticipation And it feels like I'm drowning Albeit reckless suffocation Words are pouring in faster than Reanimation Eyes are going blind inside Drifting fractures are cascading Hell mark threat pulsing in that Realization A wrought instinct abiding While a passive moon is burning Stinging in symposia of lost Affection No longer can I stand To hang myself in sleeping words And back I come down into this Decision

"Case Of Hollow Point Teeth" And I'm chasing, cut bleeding Arms rubbing raw against the razor blades Fields expanding, black oil slick standing Rutting sun is falling, falling, fading And I'm screaming, yelling Cursing in this silent agony Her eyes are dilated, circumference demanding Returning back down and crash landing And I'm building up, ever sinking Lower, lower, lower than I've dare not been Intestines stinging like surgical precision The red in my eyes is overpowering And I'm ripping and tearing Flesh from my flesh and they're flying Butterflies soaring and each one meaning Look back at me and see that I'm bleeding

"It's Days Like This" And days like this, that are the best of all As my heart is failing to reciprocate The pulse that my brain is sailing on Falling as if crested by the moon Lasting times began in full And drowning out as I let myself go Drawing faster as my flesh becomes the wound Skin all calloused and too stiff to move Grafting onto self-worthy causes That my destiny had later that sooner be fulfilled And that creature I thought had gone from me Is back and stronger when in bloom Gripping tighter, a need heavier than the world Loving every line and emotional decay As the red mist of my blood sprays like sun shining This

"I Can Count On All Our Fingers The Times You've Never Let Go Of Me" Eighteen, that age of consent Pushed up against your holy judgment Sick and torpid from the thrill of it Laid in opaque lilac sunset Spread and spewed disgustingly I won't ever forget One thousand, ninety five days did pass Like a holistic awareness amassed Crashed and burned, violent massacre Ripped cord my heart Torn from my cavity chest Mangled like yesterday's pornography Then coming ill feeling Lost at sea and still believing It was all self undoing Coiled under constructed snare Enemy lines, you viciously dared Photographs taken with nothing to spare

"Affliction" My heart is lying out in the open Adrift in the blackened sea The salt is drowning in the wounds You left when you tore it out of me And the sun is setting on this romance Chemical and chocked in pretense Eyes cut across the threshold Snuffed out of a nightmare existence From the breach to the breakdown Taken a breath back to stare into the years I would live again in the suffering If only it meant to quiet your fears Now talking stone and silence Throat wrung thoroughly through No more shying pain or misery It was all that I could bear to do

"Candle Lit From" Like flesh from my heart pulling Strings all entwined and snapping Carcass now stuck and bleeding Soaked in situational arrangement Calloused and radiant derangement Smeared across one-hundred and twenty miles of pavement Sunlight is taunting the dead night Bringing up past tense was alright Snuffed out like oncoming twilight Set better plans landlocked from motion Blind and advocating dire devotion Facts or figures tainted with emotion