i don't want to be bothered
      by mediocre
show me weird
        and we'll talk.

If I lose him.
I swear I will never love again.

The halls of my mind
Is haunted with memories
What you'll find
Is the last you'll ever see

Blood caked rooms
Whisper hurtful words
Silent tombs
On the floor rotting birds

Every window broken,
Every clock stopped.
Ghosts in the corner moping,
Every door locked.

No way out,
My mind has me tight.
Hear me shout,
Hear me fight.

No escape for the dead,
The laughs never stops.
Is this all in my head?
My heart drops.

Carpe Diem.

Sometimes I look in a mirror
and my own eyes crack open
the weakness falls from outside the ducts
because every time I look my heart is broken
why? to be more accurate I'm sick.
both physically with this **** cold I can't seem to shake
and of myself, because it seems to be my fate
I want to reinvent, recreate myself in a whole new way
I want to be a leader, not just more dead weight
A burden, that's what I've become
I can't even write anymore without a mentally loaded gun
to the side of my head, I have to bully myself to write things down now
somehow I need to try again and find out
where I went wrong where my confidence and pride has gone
it's been too long since I looked at the mirror and tears didn't fall

People and actions are philosophies personified.