Mortumina
Panic Attack
My legs became weak.
The floor... Fuck... Breath Mo.. Breath... The only thing I could do was sing....
Ironic that the only one that came to mind right now was Mortician's Daughter.....
I hate my dad....
I will await dear, a patience of eternity, my crush.
A universe so still.
No rust.
No dust will ever grow on this frame,
One million years, and I will say your name.
I love you more than I can ever scream.
We booked our flight those years ago,
I said I loved you as I left you.
Regrets still haunt my hollow head,
But I promised you I will see you again, again.
I sit here and smile dear.
I smile because I think of you and I blush.
These bleeding hollow dials, this fuss.
A fuss is made of miles and travels
Roadways are but stones and gravel.
A bleeding heart can conquer every crush.
Finally, as I finish it. I start to breath right....
As I get off the floor, I hear the voices again... I begin walking to door.
As I get to the door, I reach to open it, but stop.
"Man, I swear. Someone was singing."
"Dude, you've been drinking."
"No, guys. For real."
I open the door and walk onto the deck.
"Excuse me.? What are you doing on my porch.?"
As soon as they turned around, I was shocked to see my favorite band and some girls, who I am assuming are their girlfriends.
Then out of no where, the guy who was talking before said, "I told ya'll Motherfuckers. I wasn't drunk."
The floor... Fuck... Breath Mo.. Breath... The only thing I could do was sing....
Ironic that the only one that came to mind right now was Mortician's Daughter.....
I hate my dad....
I will await dear, a patience of eternity, my crush.
A universe so still.
No rust.
No dust will ever grow on this frame,
One million years, and I will say your name.
I love you more than I can ever scream.
We booked our flight those years ago,
I said I loved you as I left you.
Regrets still haunt my hollow head,
But I promised you I will see you again, again.
I sit here and smile dear.
I smile because I think of you and I blush.
These bleeding hollow dials, this fuss.
A fuss is made of miles and travels
Roadways are but stones and gravel.
A bleeding heart can conquer every crush.
Finally, as I finish it. I start to breath right....
As I get off the floor, I hear the voices again... I begin walking to door.
As I get to the door, I reach to open it, but stop.
"Man, I swear. Someone was singing."
"Dude, you've been drinking."
"No, guys. For real."
I open the door and walk onto the deck.
"Excuse me.? What are you doing on my porch.?"
As soon as they turned around, I was shocked to see my favorite band and some girls, who I am assuming are their girlfriends.
Then out of no where, the guy who was talking before said, "I told ya'll Motherfuckers. I wasn't drunk."
Notes
I will update later tonight. I will also try to make it longer:)
xoxo,
BeAutifulDisaSter
i love this story. cant wait for an update
2/8/14