worth the wait worth the wait, maybe it's worth the wait where I don't have to see your face
all I hear, all I hear is your voice in my head
and the fear oh the fear gathers up and connects
and the dots draw you and the pixels paint your face
it's a red light stop light telling me to run, but I've got nowhere to run when you know every place
sick of, I'm done with being tricked by, you
I hate you, I hate you, you get me to that place sometimes
you know I fear you, I fear what you do to me
if the devil needed one by his side, I think it could be you
you wouldn't have to try, he knows my heart bleeds down your stake
so late, so late took me too long to realize your fake, smiles fake, hate your face, steal my fate, In a phase, in phases we go
it's a phase, this'll pass, it's a state of motion you try to speed you copy you paste it, all the trashy shit you type inside of my brain
delete it, delete it, try to undo it
and when I try to write, you write yourself in the scene
by killing off the author, why don't you write it yourself then?
I forgot. I guess you can't
only know how to hurt me, make a heart bleed, anything but softly, burning slowly, you only tick by, try to tick off,
everything you do is offensive, but then you kindly say don't be offended
as if nobody got hurt, as if nobody understood
what the hells your problem?
year upon year, you don't figure it out
you don't even try, you couldn't be bothered with
and I despite it, only spite myself, cause all i can do is be bothered by you
i hate you, I hate you
you get me in that place sometimes
YOU ARE READING
the bird who couldn't sing
Poetryonly the moon has heard and the walls echoed back what the feathers concealed, torn up beneath the notes out of tune and the beak freightened shut stepping a few inches back fore these wings don't take flight opening one feather lead to another pree...
