this is what i look like on the inside

vehicular accidents of the mind

it keeps happening over and over

dreaming of a beautiful fatality

where you're on the other side of the screens

and as we lay down and sleep

all these places

all these people

all these knives and hearts and pleasures of the skin

it takes me away

and i keep opening myself to everyone i meet

hoping they'll reach in and pull something out that i've never seen

what is left of us on this bright autumn day?

this is it for me right? this is it: self destruction to the core. forget self sabotage. its destruction now. taking everything out until i can see what i really am. putting it back in. stitching me up. the hole keeps getting deeper. and i'm either climbing out or putting my hands back in. lets see.