Deepest Regrets

I keep my scars from praying eyes randomly wondering if it's going to rain when I die? Sitting ... thinking ... that one beautiful goddess who betrays ... sink, then soft; Will I ever find a diamond amongst the dirt and shit? Like wilted flowers on a grave. Forgotten but with full hope one might be saved. Silently I roam, from casket to church ... I believe words not stories told. Saddened ... I ejaculate my fears into the grey disgusting atmosphere. Thinking of you, I'm drowning in piss and salty tears. I dream of a disfigured clitoris I smack the head of my dick against it until it's engorged full. It's funny how I used to think that this isn't real. With sex as your game I injected your lies directly into my veins. Now I'm swimming in an ocean of memories haunted by the pain and sadness you birthed in me.