I start this off staring at a blank page blinking curser passing days without a word some say it's absurd like I float along a stream of words unsaid choosing not to cast my net but I spend so long questioning myself if this isn't right then does that mean I failed will my melodies ever live up will my metaphors be profound enough will I ever outdo myself the ceiling gets higher and higher it's harder and harder to shatter and when I fall I fall worse than I ever did before evaluating the damage no I just don't understand it conflicted by the very air I breath love and hatred laced between
You can see it in my eyes childs spark light up the night constant search for approval suffocated by refusal devouring my skull but never feeling full
Oh dear I don't wanna be a burden but could you please be a little more concerned with the overactive mind of a believer the toxic thoughts of an overachiever oh dear if only you could feel it the crippling fear of being deserted you can't touch the heat of this fever the toxic thoughts of an overachiever
I start this off a little confused writers block doesn't exist it's not a word I'm supposed to use cause it's all in my mind a parasite I'm supposed to find but sometimes well most times it's so hard to define so I pour a couple drinks getting drunk on gasoline fire pulses in my veins I'm sick of waiting for the day that courage overtakes my brain for someone to say it's ok I've lived my whole life afraid it's time for me to be brave to embrace a forest that's so dark and unknown because no great adventurer has a paved path to roam they pave as they go disappointed faces leaving poisoned bread crumb traces I'm not taking the bait let them rot in their place
I deserve to be alright I deserve to sleep at night I'm my closest friend I remind myself again better treat her well cause she's with me till the end
Oh dear I don't want to be a burden but could you please be a little more concerned with the overactive mind of a believer the toxic thoughts of an overachiever in dear if only you could feel it the crippling fear of being deserted you can't touch the heat of this fever the toxic thoughts of an overachiever
Sometimes I forget the feeling of every single nerve tingling better than any lovers touch I've created burns of pain and lust I've created a forest a safe place for myself that others have found some attempt to destroy it others feed the ground with melodies and rhymes a sorcerer of time take you back to the night where you pondered your death when somebody left when you lie awake broken cause your head is unkempt and let me remind you that everything is temporary you and I are temporary and this feeling that's so scary sime day you'll realize that thoughts so heavy don't mean you're unsteady but that you're just getting ready to say nice to meet you to somebody you never knew
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