Cage of glass, delusions of a purposeless...
Clouding your consciousness each sip of whiskey...
Looking in the mirror
Who do i see...
Slowly dying
Inside I'm crying...
As i sit here and watch myself bleed i think of...
I just want to feel numbess. I just don't want to...
Sometimes I feel like I am lost in the sea
My sails to the waves so they can take me...
Today was a good day despite what happens next.
i came home, greeted by all the insects...
I wake up inside tormenting dreams
just to find another tattoo...
I can't remember why someone would do this to...
the cutting, the hating, the disapproval of...
Darkness seems to find me
in every place I go...
Whatever happens to me tonight
at least I know I put up a damn good fight...
I sit here hoping you don't leave,
It's not what you think; It's not what you...
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Patience...