i guess you'd say i'm selfish, so weak for this. so darling, give my lips one last empty kiss.
i'm drowning in fear, pain and my bath tub.
oh please don't tell lies when i've gone away. don't tell them i ever wanted to stay.
i'm cutting the ties, the silence and my wrists.
is it right, is it brave, will it end my pain? these thoughts are as fleeting as the summer rain.
i'm jumping off this train of thought, off this crazy ride, off this roof.
remember the things you think are good and right? see, those are the ones that haunt me at night.
i'm choking on my words, the air and these pills.
i guess you'd say i'm selfish, so weak for this. so darling, give my lips one last empty kiss.
...and then i wake up.
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Poetrywe want to burn and die to fill the page as delicate words and memories and what we want what we need in life is more poetry and less pain but it's only a glimpse into a forbidden world a beautiful scene sharp to the touch so take your look if you...
