Something About Being Exceptional.

Like the molten cherry red of your blood as you thrash by the water aching for someone
And I tried to warm you up and close the cracks but instead I just laughed, and laughed
I told you you were stupid for allowing yourself to be like that
You blamed it on the acid

And he batted his eyelashes at me like he actually thought I was ready
It caused me to smile
But all you wanted was to land on my lap and heat me up, pull at the metal, jagged through your thin lips
And she screamed at me with saliva silver teeth,
I know I'm wrong
But I didn't then

She said she was full of disgust for this vessel of bones,
Creaking and cracking and failing to obtain, any ounce of beauty within their pain
Her face turned red as the melodic, mundane ring etched at the door and tore open the space,
I answered but the news was enough to make me hate

The voices reach me in the darkness, this corpse at my feet,
Like thick streams of fluids rushing through my veins
It's hot in here and perspiration soaks me in its irony,
This flood of colours

I cut them into ribbons in my mind,
Swallowing the fragments,
A piece of them in me to remind myself of hell
He smells like the ocean today
But I just smell burnt.