IM HERE. WHERE ARE YOU, YOUR PROMISES ARE BEING BROKEN//LEAVING ASTRAY, MY HEARTS DECAY WITH THESE FEELINGS YOU'VE AWOKEN//SLICE A PEICE OF ME IN EVERY BIT THAT YOU REPLAY//FINDING SILENCE IN THE EMPTINESS OF THE WORDS THAT YOU ALWAYS USED TO SAY//IS SHE GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU OR CAN SHE NOT FIX WHAT IS ABSENT IN YOUR SOUL//DRINK POUR DRINK REPEAT TRYING TO FILL A EMPTY HOLE//CRASH YOUR EMPTY INVERSES AND FRY MY SELF TO SHREAD//TRY TO FILL THE VOID EACH DAY BEFORE THE VOICE TELLS YOU TO BE DEAD//BUT I REFUSE TO LISTEN TO THE VOICE THAT PUTS ME DOWN WHEN I SUCEED//SO PLUG IN THE WORDS OF PASSION AND FROM THEIR VOICES OF POWER I CHOOSE TO BLEED//I REFUSE TO LET A PERSON DEFINE ME IM NO BODY BUT MYSELF//SCREW THIRD AND FUCK SECOND .IM ON THE HIGHEST SHELF//I MAY BE INSECURE BUT I REFUSE TO STAY AWAY//FUCK YOU AND MEDIOCRITY OF WHAT ANYBODY SAYS//IM GOING TO POUR MYSELF A DOSE OF MUSIC AND SIT BACK ON MY GOAL//FUCK YOU PEOPLE AND YOUR EMPTY WORDS. MUSIC FILLS MY SOUL.
-R.M- "music stays"
A/n: okay. So I haven't updated in a while because I was scared of what people were gonna think of this one. I like the fact that I have one thing that stays.
YOU ARE READING
Fix me.
شِعرThis is where i escape. This is where i spend my days, in between thoughts about suicide and what else I would do to be held in your arms.
