Destroy Me

Here is a little tidbit of words that expresses a small portion of what I hide from the world...

"Looking back on it all now 
I realize that the whole
Thing was complete and 
Utter chaos but in those 
Moments it felt like 
Everything. It was so chaotically
Beautiful and the crazy
Thing about it all is I
Want it back even
Though I know it would
Destroy me completely
But secretly all I want
Is for you to destroy me
Completely...."
-Krista McCuistion


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