Across the next 3 tales is a poem a wrote based on a painting my friend did.

The Wreckage of My Flesh

I destroy myself...
It makes me feel whole.



Unknown "Sweet Honey" Sexy - 16 years, 9 months, 17 days ago

Every morning I look in the the mirror and pull off another layer,
Disguarding my skin to expose my soul.
I find inspiration here in the wreckage of my flesh,
In the alcohol soaked, mentally fucked and physically abused form I see before me.
Where most people hide behind creams, make-up and hair dye,


Unknown "Sweet Honey" Sexy - 16 years, 9 months, 17 days ago

I lay myself bare to the worlds attack.
Do not look to me for sympathy for your problems,
I'm busy drowning in my own sorrows.
But No, I don't need your help,
I'll just take off another layer and move on.

Unknown "Sweet Honey" Sexy - 16 years, 9 months, 17 days ago

IF YOU HAD ME ALONE... LOCKED UP IN YOUR ROOM FOR TWENTY-FOUR HOURS AND WE COULD DO WHATEVER YOU WANTED! WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITH ME? TELL ME IN MY INBOX... CUZ ITS A SECRET... THEN REPOST THIS IN YOUR TALE or comment... YOU MIGHT BE SURPRISED WITH THE RESPONSES YOU GET. THEY COULD MAKE YOU LAUGH OR EVEN SMILE .
Unknown "Sweet Honey" Sexy - 16 years, 9 months, 19 days ago

well finally after 6 long weeks I'm back!!!!!!! so sorry to all of you that I haven't been in touch. I have been pulling my fur out trying to get back online and then finally at 6am today I tried the one thing left on the list and it worked. so here I am come say hi.
xxxx
Unknown "Sweet Honey" Sexy - 16 years, 9 months, 19 days ago