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I can't resign, it makes me feel like i am worth it
I can't even see, what's fucking in front of me
I can't breath right, and it's not that i don't care
I'm just trying to be everything i am not

Can i feel sorry for myself
will you let me say i am tired?
can you hear a somber cry?

I am inadequate
because I can't
make you see yourself
the way I wish you could

skin peeled under the golden sun
it's worth it to feel anything at all
you said our insecurities fit us so well

i'll sigh under my breath and look but never stare,
ghosts that surround myself just look but no one is there,
I'm tired of the person in the puddle not looking forward to tomorrow,

i'll ask whats left to say i guess i am not okay,
when all have left and no one plays,
i blame myself and i wish that you would stay,
i'll bury myself at the end of the day,

Can you hold me down?
Shove your finger down my throat
it's a sentimental value

And a promise to new hope
can you hear me?
let the leaves fall to the ground
can it still be you?

I’ll bite through my cheek
to prove i’m still here
you can’t replace the feeling of
adapting to feel at all

nihilistic, reserved, defensive and not unheard
so praise yourself for
being alive the masochist dance goes on

bags under my eyes,
just one coke,
maybe i'll shave my beard today,
stop caring about people i cant see, start cherishing those in front of me, and i'll stay watching anime all day outside too bright and the days too long,
and when the sun has set we'll meet at the alley and we'll skate all night long
( looking back at time thats past, these are friends i hope will last, they see a brighter future in me).

smoke clouds in parking lots, we'll slowly die together,

Biting off your lips in the mirror, I can see that you're,
watching me, comfort me
The sun is up and i can tell you, i don't want to be alone
be alone, be alone
Warm clay in the palms of my hand this is not how i planned,
give up, give up

You'll fly away

It's weird to think about it but we are all throwing ourselves into the abyss, into some unknown environment we like to say we know to an extent, but really don't. I guess i am trying to rationalize it but it's difficult. The monsters out there are way scarier then the ones in my closet, yet we're are so drawn to take those steps outside.
"do you think its because we see something more out there?"
Maybe but we also know the dangers. Are possibilities something to be feared or celebrated
"I don't know"
Well we move forward regardless
"are you scared?"
terrified

When the car hit the ground,
I heard the sound,
Of bones metal and flesh imploding onto the dirt,
It took too long to feel scared or hurt,
I felt invincible in dying,
Face down in the dirt and crying,
Coming back to bed sweats and stiff hairs drying
Only made me feel worse.

Our lives, Last fury
Play the question games, sorting blame
I'll break every bone till you come back,
but i can't fill space that i lack

Last night i gave them away,
ghosts and needles, stay to play
I'll pull my teeth everyday, but I won't feel good anyway

in the Autumn leaves our souls will start to heave
in the spring air we became a pair
and the ghosts of seasons supply endless reasons
with flowers taped to pens and things left to mend

my trifle with your disease is pulling me under
buried beneath these streets i am calling for clarity
will winter come? or will this fall be permanent?

you lived through the worst of it and you're helping me through it to.

you said you believe that i could be so much more
(you shed your skin show me how to to)
please help me i cant see the brightest star in the sky,
and i wish things get better wasn't a lie

I can see it in your eyes

i got your message it wasn't pleasant
we were happy ( i could care less)
but now i am happier

well i guess, thats okay
there is a room for rent (in a comfortable void)
please post no bills