Empty cold like a broken stone
Broken glass stuck to my bones
Liquor poison dripping from my lips
Passing out falling on my hips
It feels wrong yet so right , it feels insane but I'm alive , maybe it's a dream maybe it's a nightmare , maybe I'm dying or going insane
I like to believe that it's okay , to feel numb frozen all the day , I like to believe that's true , the world is nothing but an empty blue , yellow heart on my sweater , my favorite color n my best weather , red drops n the floor , from my veins calling it blood , pink clouds on top of me , heaven living inside of me , reminding me that there's something worth fighting for , reminding me that my skin can't take no more , I love me but I hate her , the one that comes with the shadows at night , swallows me whole with a fight , lives in my songs nd dead eyes , she's me I'm not her , we're the same yet so different.
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PoetryI'm bad with beginnings , introductions and endings I'm everything stuck in the middle I'm the part where people cry the most in the movies I'm a twenty years old crisis I'm the middle of a mess with words stuck in her throat tryinna free them in h...
