dedicated to disasters.
it's the little voice inside of me
when i am in the dark
and the knives are all around
it whispers it speaks
it is real even as it lies
all the lies look like the light
my heart is so drawn towards
so cleverly disguised
behind my closed eyes
a voice that gives hate a name
a being
it appears to be my friend
the shoulder to cry on
no one else would understand
the depth of this darkness in me
i can't love
i can't love right
i can't love without murdering
i can't love without suffocating
and it seems i love myself the most
i am a criminal against the world
it would be paradise without my eyes
and this is all why
i will lose you
i lose everyone
each man will extinguish
the light he likes to look at most
i am as human
as that
and it seems i love myself the most
right before you
and you
and all the rest
can a disaster apologize
before it consumes everything
and breaks your heart
