Bugs



One day two bugs

The second day two more

Is it just me or are they becoming more?

They're out to get me

Of course that's it

It's my punishment for killing them

Squishing them

Making their brains squirt out

It's God's way of getting back at me

For not believing in him

He's influencing all the bugs

There out to get me!

Coming after me in my sleep

To climb in my ears

Nibble on my toes

Making me eat all the dead one's I've killed

I hear their little footsteps as I fall asleep

Hoping that I won't sleep till mornings wake



A/N-It's not that I have anything against goths, I'm just tired of people always calling me one and making it sound like a bad thing and shit like that. You dig?

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You dare to call me that word again?

You dare to call me a fucking goth again?

Let's see how far you'll get

Just try and open your goddamn mouth

Don't you see your driving me to my breaking point

Your driving me in circles chasing after air

Don't you dare

Do you even know what it is

To be a goth I mean?

It's not to be insane trying to lick dust

It's not talking to your dime, telling how much you've missed it, while it was lost

It's not talking to your bottle asking to be friends

This is not what a goth is

It could be dark

It could be insane

It could be a little of both

But it could not be that.

What was that word again?

Goth.

So don't you say

So don't you pretend

So don't even think I am

Or else I'll take this knife and slit your throat

Just cause I'm that insane