4-8-18
Take my faults,
Crack em like smiles-
Let them know what not to do,
I'm the one they avoid.
I swim in the limelight,
Green waters,
Motion.
I'd fix you for a second
If it meant the image never changed.
Down under,
I know what's beyond the help
Of a sculptor.
The fluids of your veins
Are catching
My sparks,
I'm setting fire to you,
Pin you to the stake.
Lose myself in the space
I make
By destroying you-
One less mass
In this world.
Rush to fill,
Push to kill,
We're equal and uneven.
I'm not sorry.
You never once had concrete
Features,
Soft like clay.
Inside and out.
Change the scenery-
I've become that person,
Clouds to the ground,
Hindsight is 20/20-
My blind sight is 4k,
Leave me in the corners,
The shadows of the grave,
I want to watch this world
Throw in the towel
And sleep,
Where everything is awake,
Where everything isn't.
Value to the hands of the attracted.
See you shut your eyes
And I think of the blades
And I think of the ways,
It all matters,
It doesn't.
The chances you've been given,
I never got,
Keep me up
Listening to the voice
In the back of my head,
I absorb life
While it chews me up
Like mint leaves
(you don't like the taste).
Drive in reverse,
Pavement knows secrecy-
Keep going and it'll never know
The backseat
Like I do,
The hands seek
Like I do,
Where have you been,
Call these people your friends?
Was the end really the end,
Or did we leave string to trail
So we can always backtrack-
Wait till I'm 17 baby,
I've almost been in your shoes,
But I'm not close enough yet.
Drip in gold like it's rain,
The cops are out,
I'm walking now,
You guys,
On the opposite side of the come down-
Call you selfish
But I'd be there too,
With different choices of habit.
Whispers to the cosmos,
I think I never intended to bleed so much
My hearts on my sleeve,
Soaked through the cloth.
You tell me I'm just glass,
But what's behind these eyes,
You could never know.
I'll watch you go,
Leave this universe,
Drift off
To the exit sign-
I've got enough consuming me.
Let you go,
You had every chance to understand.
I'm a god to the world you depend on,
The world that has you fenced in.
I see both sides,
What could you say,
If you knew of life
Like I do,
You're so fucking limited,
And I'm full of so much,
That nothing could ever
Fucking limit it.
⁃ (m.m)
Written to Ghost Voices by Virtual Self
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