Why do I care

Something's wrong with all of us , everyone has baggage.

Entertaining the ones who would kill us in a heartbeat..

We've been stripped from our dignity and purity..

High on things we can't announce.

Seeing the colors of the world.

Making love to a smiling demon.

Dancing like a wild man, feeling the beats in your organs.

Vibrating hands and soft eyes ..

Dreaming of sweet plump lips on your collarbones ..

Never wondering of the heartbreak that they will give you ..

Fantasizing while choking on blood ..

Botox and weight loss to be pretty..

I want to be happy..

I want to share my happiness to the world..

But I'm too busy writing poetry and drinking till my body  bursts so all my hope and dreams can be painted a splattered on the walls of the church ..

So I can be buried with my insides out ..

So people can really see who I am inside ..