I hate this all
so very much...
Air retreats
surendurring to defeat...
Drip your poison
on my lips...
Tear the skin
salt the wounds...
Many people have asked me
What's so romantic about death...
Never learning the lesson,
silence turns into obsession...
I live in fear of the night
Scared of closing my eyes...
Sunlight reaches crookedly,
Into the empty window seat...
It's become so easy to see the anger shining in...
Just because you dislike everything that I have to...
Countless people are slowly dying
From wars that shouldn't be fought...
What would you do if you knew what I were...
That sometimes I imagine your blood splattered all...
Living in this darkness wanting to see the light
feeling of weakness, no strength to win this fight...