Fabricated truths
seep beneath the rubble...
Is life worth living
all there is is pain and hate...
The tears i daren't show,
in the razor they now glow...
You make me irrelevant -
out of balance...
I don't understand,
what is wrong with me...
Why does it seem like no one cares?
Why does it seem like i am made out of air...
I thrive on the sadness
that tears at my heart...
This is going to be,
An overly formal apology...
Tear out my heart
I hope to never return...
Tell me, does red remind you of
your love with her...
It would be such a sweet embrace
No more struggle, false freedoms...
Caught up in my thoughts
As I lay here,in bed...