lost a bid last week
cried and stomped and my computer i did beat
thought about self harming
staring at scared flesh already dark and bleak
talked to Biki and screamed at Elsa -eliza
and yes they are dolls
they put things into context and backchat when I’m on the brink
daemons snigger and hug me tilting my head up, all eyes leering towards the fridge, as i fight the urge to drink; it makes things swirl and spike or slow right down…down with full force teeth bites
blood thins and brain sleepy so i don’t have to think , why can’t i cope with normal everyday things…?
then i picked up a pencil and drew a quick sketch,
with first words that come to mind
urges still strong, tension headache and tired
but ultimately I’m spurred on and inspired
hopefully one day my dolls/figures will fill people with emotion
and cause fights…. to be acquired.