I'm not sorry anymore
I've made my choices
And now that you're gone all I have are the voices
The ones that told me to get away
The ones that beg for an end to pain
They tell me what to do and where to go
They tell me lies but there's nothing else I know
So I choose to believe that this is what's best
I can't fight it so I'll lay you to rest
I don't want to let you go
But its better for you and that's all you need to know
If I can spare your life then I'm doing what's right
Because I can't let you watch when I turn out the light
If worst comes to worst then I'll live alone with this curse
And when it comes time to accept my defeat
You won't be here so you won't have to see it

I can not quit
Caving in
Giving in
To familiar sin

If what I take doesn't **** me by tomorrow, its safe to assume it will just prolong the sorrow
If where I go isn't where I intend, its natural to presume I wanted to walk down dead ends
If the things I say don't ring softly through your ears, just know my heart is shook by the sight of all your tears

There's a storm brewing within every single molecule of my skin

And pyres scorching blindingly bright behind each of my eyes

There's a tornado ripping across and pulling up every inch of my inner guts

And there's an explosion that's about to start planted deep under the hole of my heart

Up
Down
It makes no difference
Now
Then
Can you make sense of it
I'll
Do
Just almost everything
To
You
Just to feel anything

I hope, that after all these years, the person you've become is happy

Awesome,
Breaking,
Crashing,
Deafening,
Engulfing,
Flood,
Gallopi­ng Horses,
Insanely Jettisoning,
Killer Landslide,
Maniacally Nebulous Outpourings,
Perceptively Quizzical Rhetoric,
Slumbering Truth Under Veils,
Willfully Xenomorphic Yokeless Zen

Out of your mind
Into the atmosphere
Leave it behind
Let them all disappear
Deep in dark space
Lost amongst dying stars
Escape this place
Shine brighter than quasars

Heart on a string
I'm waiting at the other sides end
Pulling away
Every time it's in your open hand

I play dangerous games
The kind you don't forgive
Sick little scripts flow through my wrists
Taking down the host of e-motion

My heart swings from the chandelier of your hope and dreams
Wildly swaying from the support of your cross beam
But I don't know if you can hold my weight
I might crash into your table, land face first on your plate
If you want I'll clean up, take you on a second date
But you're a fool full of food if you think I'm gonna change

Fake it till you make it
Make it then you break yours
Fake it til you retake it
Take it all the way to a corpse

What do I do about you
You, the one who  catches me off guard at every opportunity
And every time you give me the option of making a move I sit like a stool
You, the soul that I feel wired too, connecting through the dimensions, to comprehend the thoughtful demons, who
Command times true demise, you
The being who can see
I am not you
But part of me can be
If it is you
That sees what I see
In me and you
There is a bridge between

We do not live
We wish to be a not
We'd rather refuse to give
Than increase the lot we've got

Emotional rollercoaster
Corn dogs of hope
Bumper car regrets
Tilt a whirl responsibilities
Twister of sensation
***** on her dress
Rejection of admission
Too short of esteem
Broken snow cone machine

Lately my atoms have been scrambling to hold the shape of the person you've all come to know so well

Noises from their mouths, that's all that words are; so the decision lies with you - can they leave a scar?

For a flower I'd carry extra water wherever I go
For a flower I'd make sure the sun always showed
For a flower I'd take a thousand bee stings
Because for a flower, this girl downtown will sing
With a voice fluid as rivers
With a voice hot as stars
With a voice smooth as honey
For a price the girl with this voice will sing, and the payment of one flower to her is plenty

I'm waiting outside for you to open up your mind
I don't care if it's cold or if it takes all night
And I'm not even asking for the door
A window is more than enough I'm sure

Let me in, it's not a sin
Or come out so we can begin
I need you to hear what I'm saying
But it's always too loud, the music you're playing

I don't know if you heard a word
I've been saying for seven weeks
I'm still out here and you know it hurts
But I know being stuck inside is so much worse
Won't you step out for some fresh breeze
Before the only way you can leave is in a hearse

You are
I am
He is
They are
She is
We are
Everything
At once

Without clouds to drop rain on the ground your fires would spread with no end to be found

If everything was sunshine all of the time your plants would all wither and die

My heart has beat for you long since yours stopped

I don't think
I lost my mind
I think I
Left it behind
I let go
Purposefully
I gave in
So completely

Self-worth is a word that I never had time to learn

Vile was a woman
Or was it bile?
The bit of stomach acid that comes up and burns your throat on its way out when you're vomiting after you've already projected your stomach contents all over for everybody to see, was a woman

This is heart station calling all limbs, don't panic yet but a fights about to begin, and if you want to survive you better pick the right side or you'll be ejected from the rest of our skin.

This is brain station, what's going on, sensors telling me something gotta be wrong
Wait, there's someone in here
We are not alone said the mind to itself

Crashing through the wall came the heart soldiers sneak assault, capturing the brain and taking control of the body again

Why do I persist to exist when the nearest exit is just a slit of the wrist away

Poets speak in spills of sarcasm and satire
Soul searing and smooth saying sentences salvaged from their sins
Stop starting signs and sigh soaked sincerities seep from their seething seams
Soap suds sit in their mouths while supplying
supplementary information seemingly from a somber soul
sought after by so few socialites
Poets speak solely from the soul, as no other place would suit their words a safer home

All a part
All apart

What we aren't
What we are

Our natural rights have been forgotten
Freedom must be something that nobody understands
Life should be unplanned and pleasant
But instead we work and follow other's demands
What is existence if it comes with a price
We must take our lives back with our own hands

Enslavement of the common man
Working and toiling all the way to his grave
Always counting what he has
Every penny must be saved

You go on with big brown eyes
Seeing the shadow hiding in every ray of day
You always find where every rainbow ends in the sky
And only recognize the frowns you cross in town

We all want to disappear
To tear our insides out of the existence sphere

I think your insides would look prettier on the outside, so
Lets take those intestines and tie them around your throat

Now it's time to open the stomach

Remove the kidneys, the spleen, and that ugly little thing you call a heart
But before we start with the hacking apart I want to tell you a secret
The surgeon is running a bit late, and I don't have the patience to sit here and wait, so if you don't mind if I do, I'm gonna rip into you and I'm sorry, but I forgot to bring you some glue, and by the time that I'm done you'll no longer be one, but a thousand little pieces floating around in your tub

I'm so perfectly inprefect
There's nothing I can't **** up
Give me a fortune and I'll waste it in a day
I'll throw every penny away at the pinball arcade
I'll win just a free game when billions could have been made
Give me an icetray, and I'll show you how to **** up the task
The cubes won't be cubes, no they'll be burning piles of ash
I'm sorry but Billy won't have cold drinks at his birthday bash

Give me a life to live, and I'll live through it all wishing I did

I knew where I'd wind up, but I refused to believe that what I thought was true, and now I'm where I said I'd be, still alone and blue

I only want you to have a reason to smile, just a little reason to laugh for a while, a reason to joke in the face of denial, and a reason to believe that your fate isn't final

Please go on ahead, destroy your head
Yes my friend, let your pain end
But could you please, before you're dead
Hold my heart, with your last breath
Take me with you, be happy again

At least there's comfort in the weight of shame, lifted free of concern for your future bout with fate, and of all the ways you could be laid away, you prefer the warmth of your old rusty cage

I spend every penny like all the late lonely hours awake; wasting away wasted every single dollar day

When you're feeling uninspired or don't know what to do, take a little nap and you'll always dream a clue

A cat
A rat
A rabbit
And a bat
All walk
On different feet
A cats feet make him an acrobat
A rat's feet let him scurry fast
A rabbits feet help him hop high
And a bats feet just hang because he can fly
Cat pounces the rat because the rodent was too fat
Rabbit gets snatched by the bat as he wasn't very fast
Cat catches the bat and it surely won't be the last

Girl one room over
Neither in my bed this night
Nor any other

If love eternal
Then I eternally rot
For what I have not

The mind is a cage
Prisoners are overfed
Thoughts make for slow death

Where this is going
There's no good way to know, but
Insides are showing

I feel it growing
Between us it's starting to
We need to go now

You went into the restaurant and asked for a seat with strangers, and a plate of nothing but bubble gum
You weren't there because you were hungry, but because you were lonely and tired of biting your tongue