There’s a circle of people. Sweating. Screaming. Incoherent words fly from their mouths. They land on deaf ears. No one is listening. Everyone is talking. Yelling. Screaming. They’re enjoying themselves. All dancing around her. She dances for them. No. She dances for her life. For the only thing she has. She’s lost everything. Even her dignity was stripped from her. Sweat beads on almost every part of their skin mixes with spit. alcohol. And piss.They laugh and point.Gnaw at her with dirty nails that look as if they’ve never been cut. Yellowing from the smoke. There’s a scent of rawness in the air. Nothing smells of purity though. It’s all gone to shit. These are what some would call humans. I don’t have a name for them yet. I see them. That’s me. Circling them. I’m an outlier in their circus ring. I. Watch. Never in the circle. No. I’ve tried. That isn’t my circle. Mine is the outer circle and I’m comfortable here. I see what their world is. Their imposed rules are for societies. What I “must” follow. Ha. I never wished to be born. So why must I adhere to their rules? Who are they to tell me how to breathe? From here I can do as I please. My pleasure Lies outside of the circle. Outside of the typical. The usual. They all seem to be enjoying themselves. Monsters. Or are they? Are those cries it joy? Or cries for help?doesn’t matter. They’re all rotting away in that thing they call a lifestyle. I circle them because my curiousity is too strong. I know there’s nothing of importance. I know I have to walk away. I should. I will…
samejeans: did you write this?
(via silviaxphobia)
those are song lyrics. you don’t know who its about because it is not about anyonee. nice try though
tee hee.GUILTY ! HAHAHAHAHHAHA. RUUNNNN, KID, RUUUUNN!
lmao o.o AHAHA
XD mmhmmm……it’s flippin’ scary =_= all the windows and hallway mirrors… O.O
alllllllll the time.
I SAH-WEAR people are creepin in my house. Lol