it festers
and I let it,
I don’t know why
the suffering is a
stimulation,
self-flagellation
with word-whips
over and over again
arterial red
splits the skin
and I let it
I don’t know why
but the painful grin
is so addicting
this beats love to
a pulp every time,
bludgeoned back
into a corner
it festers there,
a veil of convulsing insanity
over a pretty dream
forever unrealized
(Crime and Punishment by Dostoyevsky on tumblr)
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