Kwan's Crappy Stuff

Its me, hate

Its me, hate

Bruised Hands

My hands are torn and bruised
Looking for peace of mind in white walls and pain
With my only friends, a bottle of whiskey and a pack of cigarettes

To ruin happiness was my biggest mistake
I tried to block the sun with a finger, but the light was too bright and I ended up blind
Blinded to my own stupidity and foolishness

Thought she was the one… But I wasn’t good enough to be the one she deserved
So now I sit here, suffocating… Finding inspiration in sadness
Waiting for time to heal my hands, my spirit and my mind

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Here I am again inside four walls

Looking for catharsis in the poison of a cigarette and a warm glass of whiskey

Trying to kill a heart that refuses to work with a damaged brain

A messed up brain that cries for a little bit of peace of mind

27 seven years and not a shadow to say hi to

Not a body to keep me warm during these cold winter nights

Kill the neurons, murder the soul, assassinate the heart

Are you there love, it’s me… hate.

TELL ME

Tell me you want me to go away

Tell me you don’t want me to stay

Tell me you don’t want to ever see me again

Tell me you hate it when I look at you

Tell me you hate it when you hear my breath on you

Tell me you hate it when our tongues meet

Come on… tell me

Tell me how you hate it when I pin you against the wall and pull your hair behind you ears

Tell me you hate the taste of my sweat and tears

Tell me how you hate it when I bite your lips and neck, leaving teeth marks on your flesh

Tell me you hate the way my hand wanders all over your quivering body only to get lost inside you blue jeans

TELL ME… PLEASE

FUCKING TELL ME

Tell me you hate the way I make you twist in pleasure with every move of my fingers inside your underwear

Tell me how you hate it when I make a believer out of you, with your eyes rolled inside your head praying to god for me to never stop

Tell me how you hate when my mouth undresses slowly just to get a taste of your white breasts

Tell me you hate it when you feel myself inside of you

Tell me you hate it when you are not you, when you are not here, when your soul leaves your body in a moment of ecstasy

Tell me you hate to feel the weight of my body on top of your soft warm milky body

Tell me… because your body is telling me a completely different story

Its ok, I will wait for your answer… because right now we are not here

Right now there is no world outside these 4 walls, there is no age, no shame, no bodies… just the essence of pleasure we both feel.