Disconnect: A Collection of My Brief Writings

we sit and wish while I'm completely disconnected.

i can't heal the crack in your skull that's letting all the thoughts in.

i can't be everything, i can't be everything..

i don't want to be anywhere, this is my personal hell.

filtering the words in my head comes with the price of my own death.

i can't speak, i can't form words, they are blades.

just send the bullet to my brain, make me cry, make it rain.

it hurts to say i love you. i love all that is consuming.

i'm not indestructable, my head is breakable

and i've fallen from where i used to stand, invincible.

i want my words to be beautiful and ugly as sin.

what i've created, i know, will let my demons win.

you're in so much pain but still i reamain numb

feeling disengaged with you underneath my thumb.