middle men in devil comstumes could never take what we had sown together at the atriums, the string only loosened We thought it broke apart at the seams, tearing like flesh Turns out we didn't give each other enough space to move.
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middle men in devil comstumes could never take what we had sown together at the atriums, the string only loosened We thought it broke apart at the seams, tearing like flesh Turns out we didn't give each other enough space to move.
To those now lost: The love was always there, the hate was just stronger. The fear was even worse.
Sleepy-eyed, the curtains put me to sleep. Shrouded, The room darkens. I ease, I drift my head down -- It's all becoming dream. The weariness is intoxicating. Must it feel so good, yet so wrong? I'm put to bed by demons -- I purr, snoring. Tears freeze in my eyes. Heavy heart of stone, shattered eyes of glass. I can finally see that I'm a fraud. I lay to rest, it's all I can do. Close my eyes -- End the pain, End today.
My heart bleeds too I may not cry but I hurt I seek adventure -- A call for meaning A chance for awakening An urge for retribution I want to see the sun lensed through different skies Dance on the edge of the earth I'm no robot I'm a human being I need to be free I need to be me.
I hate the outside world so much all it does is make me feel like shit Pointing out my inadequacies Causing me to compare myself Remind me that I'm broke Tell me too much info about "news" and futile opinions -- I don't care. Turn the music up. I just want to forget it all It infuriates me, the virtual shouting. The memes are cool though. But I'm much more happier Just living my life Cleaning my room Having fun and watching sunsets.
I break under the weight of a thousand oceans God's tears are heavier than they seem My bones are broken by crushing waves I choke on the salt Laid castaway on the shore The sun cooking me Seagull food, beach rats Roasting to a crisp My skin shrivels and darkens I'm almost ready Got no fight left Can't move To those who are hungry, The lighthouse serves.
Live everyday like it's 2016 and don't look back.
I'm depressed and I feel like I can't speak Sellotape around my mouth as if my pain is a burden to others "Shuttup you have a good life." You want it? Didn't think so.
I want power -- Not over others, To want to see the power within. Potential actualized. The power to work. The power to dream. The power to concentrate. The power to assert oneself. The commander hides within We charge when our backs are against the wall The animal screams and we curse. Through crisis I am energized, The demons call when the angels fail. Underrate me, See what happens. A fire will consume you, and I shall be the catalyst. The monster that lights the match, A fire of pure fucking rage.