This is the case
Of a child who came
From a violent birth
His fragile state
Deepened the wound
Stirring chaos in his heart
His end was bound to happen
In a violent way
His violent birth
To come to her
Cover her
Hold her
Would have brought her
Some of peace..
But you thought
Space would let you in
But they don't want to let it you in
Space is an oxygen mask
From all things
That nauseate you
In life
But I tore right through it
I ended up beaten up and confused
With a heart that needed attention
In your careless hands they fell
Beating limply asking for a taste
Of your heavenly state..
But you wrecked me
Youuu...
You fucked my beating heart..
As the pulsewidth changes
To something indescribable
You could have simply let me in
Then before the complications
That were brought before me..
To make the cut
As my hunger
Makes me come after you
But without that dimension of freedom
I will forever be ruled..
Ruled by space
Hoping fat fries there.. but it never does.
SpaceMeat -by sEung b. Kim
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