He held you,
Suspended over the edge,
Ice cracking within his eyes,
He hated your careless dreams,
You unleash throat ripping screams.

He released you,
Falling 40,000 high,
Into the lightless pit,
You called his name,
He doesn't feel an ounce of pain.

He abandoned you,
Laying in the smoking rubble,
Crater cradling a broken form,
Slow repair to shattered bones,
You called his name.

But nobody came.

What's left,
The carcass getting picked clean,
All the ****** bones at our feet,
Vultures have had their fill,
Circling above our heads,
Wishing for our downfall.

What's left,
Of a genocidal nation,
When it doesn't hide,
Wears it on its sleeve, that pride,
All the tears our enemies cried,
We flay all the children alive.

What's left,
After it all crumbles away,
The welfare state,
The indomitable hate,
Nobody can afford anything,
It'd all be gone and be too late.

There's a story woven into the bend of my eyelashes,
Can you get close enough to read the shimmering pattern?
Would you be able to decipher and understand?
Or would they be nothing but eyelashes to you?

Shadow of the pen,

Meet my paper,

Tear it apart,

For my sake.

I keep extending out my expiration date,
Too scared of life to live,
Too scared of death to die,
So, why do I spend these nights,
Wondering what it'd look like,
If I met the blinding light.

Shadow of the pen,

Meet my paper,

Tear it apart,

For my sake.

Eventually.

I won’t be here anymore.

Popcorn ceilings.
Hidden drawings,
Olive green top wall,
Maroon red half wall,
Shelf running the room,
Knick-knacks fit perfect.

I won't be here anymore.

Eventually.

I will forget it all forevermore.

Big window,
Glow in the dark stars,
Spell her old ownership,
Called it a tomb,
Called it a home,
Out of hopelessness,
Into the next chapter.

Eventually.

I won't be here anymore.

And eventually I will forget it all.

Forevermore.

Tracing star patterns,
Love only what matters,
Always feel I'm in tatters.

Passed a shooting star,
Seemed too much too far,
But there haven't been many wars
Been a while since I made new scars.

Tracing star patterns,
Love only what matters,
Always feel I'm in tatters.

It's not all done and I haven't seen the rising dawn,
But I have faith the darkest nights can be met head on,
That I can right all of my wrongs,
And find peace in these songs.

I like you better when I’m drunk
You wouldn’t like me when I’m sober,
Don’t you dare **** up my funk,
Drag me by the chains on my choker.

Do you mind if I dance bad,
I don’t care that I dance bad,
Do you care that I dance bad,
I don’t care if you dance bad.

Told me Texas was your home,
Now you're covered in sinful appeal,
This conversation's so monochrome,
Let's get up and make a colorful reveal.

Do you mind if I dance bad,
I don’t care that I dance bad,
Do you care that I dance bad,
I don’t care if you dance bad.