2-6-18
There's a passerby now-
Double taking the scene,
And he's back,
In the other lane,
Far too late,
Far too late.
What could he have stopped?
You're coughing up numbers,
But your lungs don't support it,
And I'd hold your ribs up if I could-
We had conversations about the break.
Regret spins my stomach in knots,
All of the organs tying together like fingers.
I'd call it anxiety but paranoia
Is a greater height,
And I'm peaking,
Never low,
Running on the shaking,
Thinking he can't go.
3 stab wounds but all of their knives
Went to my chest and not yours
I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry,
My eyelids like a screen-
Show me you laying bloody,
Faceless, only an essence,
That's all I've had the pleasure to meet.
Tell me about his face,
I'd drain the energy and bitterness
From my veins,
If it was you, I could save.
It was the Devils work,
For a devils boy,
Never destined to swim in a concrete grave,
Don't pray to no religion,
But I'm fucking thanking a Saint.
Faked a relation,
And hes texting me from your phone-
Maybe you won't remember him,
But to me, he wears invisible wings.
There is kindness in this world,
There is kindness in this world,
And you had it, as well.
Wait, wait..
I see concrete and buildings,
Did it rain there too?
Wait... wait...
Wasn't done asking,
But how do I deal with losing you?
Not like this
Not like this..
wait...
don't leave,
please stay.
empty houses,
but today it's not safe.
wait...
I wanna be ready...
I was never ready.
⁃ (m.m)
Kinda sucks, but I didn't get enough sleep because I was playing sims and today has been horrible and my head's a mess and all I know is I'm sorry and I need him.
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Self Deception
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