we ate our guilt together
under the quiet luminosity...
I went missing,
but you wont see my face on...
I'm stuck in my head and cant leave.
But nobody understands what I mean...
Washed with fear and pain,
Stained crimson red...
So ready, the aches are real,
It's desperation I feel...
She fakes her smile for those she loves
And quietly counts the minutes go by...
The ceiling mocks me in the darkness,
Its fan slowly turning and pushing my thoughts...
Inside I’m just bare boards
Music without chords...
I'm not okay, though I appear,
To navigate this world with cheer...
It was the only night
I felt real—comfortable...
severed!
no strings left to drag me back to...
The autumn whirlwind of warmth and cold,
A man should understand that we all get old...