Untitled (Summer 2011)
My insides are begging to scream out
but my heart feels heavy with doubt
nothing will change; the denial begins
just sit in your corner; no one wins
I don't understand the things that you do
at one point my skies were so blue
blackness bleeds in like a brand new cut
please stop petting me like i'm a mutt
the alienation between us is astounding
come back from this? I'm sorry i'm not good at rebounding
Get these thoughts out of my head
they're weighing me down; my skull full of lead
a broken record spinning round and round
i can't see an end being found
