UNTITLED White sheets. White walls. Bright lights. Pearl skin. No-one ever says its alright. Im all alone so why should they? Bruised apple patches on skin. My bodys still scarred. Words I have carved. I want everything still. Rotten. But so magnetic. Thats her. I know her voice. When I talk. Dont ever point your finger at a crazy person. Not clever. Not smart. Nurses wash over me. A sea pebble. Washing over me. Smooth pearl skin. Cherry gashes. Hex me. Told her. Some things you lose. I dreamt of a devil that knew her. And some things you have to give away. Heard monotone voices. Against the white sheets.White walls. Schizo. Pyro. Klepto. The more you admit of how disturbed you are, the quicker you are reborn. Live in society. Not now. Take your pills. Theyll help you sleep. Take them. Tormented dreams. Stay asleep. Wide awake. Recall. When she was. Out? Capable. Amphetamines. Tomorrow. And jellybeans. Take the pills. Fall asleep. White sheets. White walls. Bright lights. Pearl skin. DOES ANY1 LIKE IT OR HAVE ANY CRITISISM FOR ME ?