somebodies in my head again,
my brains a whir and my eyes cant keep up.
the sweat slithers from my temple,
and it feels like the blood dripping
from the mirror, a countdown of sorts.
its fascinating, the way it curves and splits,
a crack in her head and a dent in her mouth,
its draining the life from me.

im too far gone, baby.

5/21/12