Maybe I can swim into your thoughts like your drugs do
Paralyze your body
I'm sick and tired of waking up to
Burning eyes and cigarettes
I'm falling through the couch like a suicide machine tonight
My god here comes the downside
Wild eyes of terror pray for sex
On the beach while
Oceans of kerosene
Will soak into me
I'm not meant for this world
I just don't see the point
Don't think about it
Do over think about it
And life is a joke
But everything's riding on me tonight
Been counting the stars and scars
How I'm becoming a work of art
Desperate times and desperate measures
I've come so close my hopes are severed
By the downside
A million waves in the ocean crash at once to make you smile
The whispered words
"You'd better hide the bullets"
You stayed on the phone and talked to me
Day and night
Trigger my nightmares once again
We're fuvking loaded in hand
And we'll let the fire rain
The smoke and the drowning flames
My bedroom computer light is the only menace to my
New faux wooden blinds
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❤Gwen's Bio❤
РазноеJust a bunch of stuff about my awful personality ❤ Trigger warning: This journal thing has mentions of self harm, suicide, eating disorder (s), death, and drug and alcohol abuse. Please don't read this if you are triggered by any of this. I don't w...
