And Denial is the Sweetest Death of All

Posted: June 3, 2011 by BrandonConley in BrandonC

I’ve taken what I want from you.

Left you a hollow shell.

Left you dead.

Is that what you wanted?

I tried to warn you, but you forced my hand.

Forced my hand around this knife.

Forced this knife upon your throat.

I am a thief.

A thief and a fucking poltergeist.

I held your face below the earth until your lungs filled with dirt.

Dense with the soil, your breath became so shallow.

Just like me.

Just like the world.

I don’t remember a  time when I’ve ever cared

And now is no exception.

Next time when I say ‘no.’

You’ll know exactly what it means.

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