Infection of the mind apparatus.

Welcome weeping heart of victim. Victim is dead.
Straight to the heart, the blunt trauma is harsh.

Abrasive I find thoughts to be.
Violently fast, and dissociative.

Similar to a bad drug injected into your dreams.
Seeping into the very fallacies I was once convinced were true.
So intruding, almost not real.

I wish for it to be gone, real or not.
This is the directors cut of what really happened.

Events and stories are of bad taste. Taste I want not to sense.

To much delay... too much.

Reviews

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

Great piece, seems very deep writing than your usual work. Nicely done, great write.

[.::Cup^E^Cake*RaWr!*::.]

Wow this is yet another great piece!!
I love the way that I can feel the emotion from this!!
Great write!!!

[Natalie C]

Loved the use of short sentences here, just seem to bring out the abruptness of this piece out so well. forcing your readers to feel the impact and the sadness that goes with having a broken heart and shattered dreams

Great piece