blood stains

saw that scene overmy excitement to get through my vulnerabilitiesopenly bleedingi was in that room tonightit meant nothing i looked aroundthe frequency didn't feel rightscenes played inside out my headi never wanted what i thought i wanted it seemed dulli remember the times i would anticipate him coming byit was his anywayi was the new girli was always the new girland somewhere between there the years have passedlike i walked away then i expected something that would pull me innot an inch felt right and the frequencythe light was so brightun-dimthe crowd expecting a piece to shouti remember the first time i analysed thattoday i felt like an element a piece mislead in timea melody that's mislocatedand the most weird part was that the phallus didn't get to me the way it did beforethe way it ringed and ringed and ringed i felt stone cold none of them was near my frequencyvery possibly they never were but being there in the place i let myself bled to deathhearing laughternew faces covering up the blood stains I'd leftnone of them I knew i felt like they were sitting all over my blood stainsremembering how disappointed i waslittle me walking with all that naivetylots of dreams in hand i remember one by oneall of them crushing bythe volcano explodingi remember how when it all startedhim and i would go to that placeit would feel homeit even doesn't smell the same anymoreenough to make me question why