Something has been scratching at the back of my skull
It's just been sitting there for way too long
It yells, it whispers, it's become a splinter in my head.

Something told me I was happy, so I believed it
I was certainly happy once before, but now,
I get an uneasy feeling like the happiness will quickly fade

Something told me to go away, so I stepped to the side
I shed my tears, I pored my heart into my writings
I sat there in silence, waiting for my broken eyes to focus

Something told me to come back, so I walked towards you
I tried to smile back, but I am greeted with distraught eyes and a face I well remember
It's a face that I used to wear. Could it be that you may feel the same?

Something told me I was confused, I'm not sure what's next
my car has broken down in the middle of the freeway
They all speed along while I am screaming, "Wait!"

Something told me I was sad, so i went away
I tried to talk, but they gave me no solutions
They just ignored my words and said, "Be happy."

Something told me I was scared, but why?
I don't want to sit in the corner of the universe
I just need some help while I figure it all out.

Something has been taking my sleep, I'm done with this
But as they examine my head, they'll chuckle and say to me;
"It's absolutely nothing..."

13 slices of hell embedded on my wrist,
glowing bright red from beneath my bracelets.

No matter how much I try to suppress her art...
She paints her master pieces like gems
hidden in the dark.

Lucent,my cuts are there and
she no longer wants to be concealed.

I pile on more bracelets.
Trying to contain her brilliant works of art.

But instead of disappearing...
she takes out brush ready to sear,
"Elizabeth,I want them to know that I'm here."

With the weight on the world on your shoulders
Will you be the one to crawl?
The serpent writhing on the earth
The angel before the fall

Will the whisper of your greatest sins
Send shivers down your neck?
Will the kiss of death bite through your lips?
Will remembrance take your breath?

Do you crave the iron blades of truth
The wisp serenity
Did the sirens tempt your wicked heart
Will your penance be the fee?

With the weight of the world on your shoulders?
Your knees dragging the earth
Can you find yourself sinking in
When you're choking on your worth

"I am alone"

I repeat as I toss the last shovel of soil over the grave of my careless love.

**** that guy and his silly little flat hat, and his ******* drunken chants.
  
Yeah, **** his dysfunctional mother for raising him like that, that twisted little ****.
  
Hell if I had a chance I'd probably go back in time and punch his alcoholic father right in the cumquat.
  
**** him and the way he uses his women, what an ***.

He probably learned all that when his parents weren't around and he had all that time to pass.

Wish I could go back and kick some sense into his little lame ***          

Look at him crushing all those beers with his dude-bros out on his little fratty patio.

Look at him trying to be all complex taking those art classes about 'Versachio,' or some Italian ******* playshow.

**** him for his cat calls and his belligerent ego, **** him for being such a jewel covered under miles of limestone.      

For being interested in art and love,  crowded in the corner of a house he can't even call home.

**** him for wanting to be accepted and admired instead of being alone.

**** me.