Rainbow Psychosis

Written when in a field behind the high school. It was never found. Written: May 16, 2008.

Tell me, child,
Can you hear anymore?
Or has the sound of those last gasping breaths,
those pit-of-the-stomach sickening retches,
Deafened your pretty ears?
Innocent, said the liar.
Pure, like a dressed up paper angel.
This incident is a great and terrible work of fiction.
Oh, but this is a part of me, child, as are you, you crying w***e of a personality.
Leave this troubled mind to mourn a face in peace.