Blisters & Peeling Skin

Take me away and love me more, periodically roll me over, a fear of bed sores. Losing of a loved one, systematic in metric lore. You look miserable, sad, neglected, and unsure. Place your halo down at your feet, what have I become to succumb defeat. Unaware, the ants strip meat from bone. This last bus will take you away from home she plays music to shed emotions, all without a single year. She ties off with a feverish grip. She has long been dried up, tear ducts rusted shut. 50 cent stray cigarette, freon falls from neglected air units. One for all, no parking sign. Eliminate the antagonist Arsonists premeditated, unforgivable. Deliver me my demise, with swollen blue pleading eyes. I fall deeper inside the fire, blisters pop idle, swept away with dirt and ash.