we are each others favourites;
no one talks first
no one talks last
but somehow
somewhere in the middle
we find each other;
maybe that's fine

Drift upon a sea of regret
my feet drag on the failures of my past
and weaken at missed opportunities

the waves cut my soul with words past said
the winds whispers the lies
the storm consumes me

Drift upon a sea of regret
i reach out my hand to lovers lost
they sink into darkness
their once warm touch is now gone

Nightfall appears unwelcome
The stars as vast as my sorrow
Each shine as a reminder
For i stand at sea alone

i knew you were toxic
i knew you weren't good
but you understood me
and
that scares me
what if that means
i'm like you

Each
Day
I
Pray
To slay
My depression.
Never been a quitter,
But I’d like to quit this obsession.
This obsession with my sadness.
And with my social status.
It’s like I fetishize the madness
Endlessly raging
Inside of my soul.
And I swear I don’t have
A place to just go
And lay low
For a while.

A place where I don’t
Have
To
Fake
A
Smile.

Once upon a time
Everything was fine,
Once upon a time,
Once upon a time.

ever so agonizingly,
i whisper to the void
to ****** a single wish—
that is, to submit to being full...