Are you scared? Because I'm not.
Not anymore...
you always said
I was most beautiful...
I appreciate the sun
trying to put some colour in my cheeks...
Please stop holding onto this desire to destroy...
imagine your life without your parents...
I’ve consulted the demons of my past desires
During a night of bloodstained tears...
Summers drenched
upon sweaty fingers...
Death is the calling of a childhood friend
or a neighbors father, chilling sound...
Changes at my work
have almost rendered me...
I see a problem with your assembly line
You need to comeback for a baseline...
Depression is all I know
I have lived with it for so long...
High in the mountains on a rocky shelf,
Contemplating a hollowness unto myself...
My hands are bound
My eyes are covered...