SplatteredInkJet

i cried in your dark brown eyes for the thousandth time, heaven knows i should let go it’s nothing that i don’t already know

i keep looking for distractions, i hope the feeling passes

im not a good person, ask anyone who knows me, im mean and bitter

just one ticket out of your heavy gaze, i want one ticket off of your carousel

i keep getting proven right, slipping through my fingers like sand, no one was made to stay for me

just because i’m ready to die for you does not mean i am ready to stay, what good is living a life you’ve been given if all you do is stand in one place

your silence is damning

it’s hard to believe i can be worthy of desire when i wish i could claw out my own eyes

what use is it to open my heart if I can only do so in stolen glances in hurried kisses in tucked away bushes where no one can see, i hate that i cannot be free to whom i want to see

i’m prepared to be devastated by you