Turquoise little pills
For the sleep that I miss.

Find me staring at the edge
That has once met my wrist.

I am feeble when alone,
But never found the warmth of
Others.
Say I'm running from my past or
Simply hiding from my mother.

Everything I say
Always contradicts my actions.

How could I never care when my
Lungs are full of passion?

Deplete me of the madness,
I'm so sick of seeing ghosts.
It has almost been a year.
Why do I still hear Rose?

People fail to understand,
So they flee so swiftly.

Just take my heart slow and
Break that **** so quickly.

Walking through the hood.
What is left for me here?

I'm just living and I'm loving.
In a battle with my fears.