It's happened once again,
A single fragile moment,
In time this is insignificant,
In me this is a supernova.

Won't you leave me now,
I don't want your smile on my wall,
This world doesn't know you,
But I can't know you,
When you bring my towers crumbling down.

What if I told the war,
That they were safe and that's it's over,
I think they'd come out of hiding,
Maybe even get gunned down by my hands,
Red-handed, sociopath, dread.

I really love you,
Take time out of my day to remind you,
Yet I still despise the way I mourn,
For something that hasn't even died.

We're gonna soar on some paper airplanes,
Draw some ***** pictures on the wings,
Crawl into the fold and kiss each other goodnight.

The wind from the cliff will push us off,
Onward, my lovely angel, where will we go?
Your wings have been clipped,
I want to let them grow,
So you don't have to depend on this paper airplane,
For too much long, cause I just wanna see you alive.

Whatever I can be is what I can't see,
And the ground under my toes feels like sand,
When it really should be a bed,
This is not where I want to be.

I ******* hate sinking and it's all happening so fast,
The voices inside my mind are getting louder,
But I'm scared to ask for help cause I'm close,
To the end of the river and the beginning of the sea.

Hit me in the face,
Snap my neck to look at my shoulder blades,
Split my gut like I've been laughing too much,
Five days a week I'm consumed and for the next,
I'm a ******* mess of inky hands and broken lightbulbs.

Now what I can be is what's in the sea,
I just need to dip my toes,
Keep my eyes down the sights,
There's not a lot of hope inside the head,
Where the drama king resides with a tethered leash.

Clashing under tyranny rulings,
War falls under the city,
Implodes the streets to the sewers,
Growing vines, dystopian.

These fools, two beasts,
Started this turf war,
Under the rule of masters,
They couldn't be less of *******.

Pointless points being made against,
Not strong enough to stop but enough to enrage,
Close their eyes, oh masters,
They've had enough of this battle.

Shatter limbs with broken eyes,
Rolled back into their head,
Meanwhile the time wrings out and trips them up,
I've had enough of these fights inside my city.

Took me by surprise, realizing I'm a shocking mess of human,
Breaking down, bit by bit all my defenses and chasing,
Gonna miss out on the family home but do I care?
Yeah I do, quite a bit, everything in my life confided at once.

This is where I'm meant to be,
He is who I'm supposed to see,
Dad, I'm coming home,
I'm just only 18- but even the devil can see,
That I still want to hug you and cry.

Missing out on love, that's okay cause soon I'll arrive,
Everyday a new one, a new day that resides beside you,
I'll learn to grow up, By your side and inside your home,
Remember me, I did what we've been dreaming for years.

This is where I'm meant to be,
He is who I'm supposed to see,
Dad, I'm coming home,
I'm just only 18- but even the devil can see,
That I still want to hug you and cry.

Chemical bath soak me up,
***** skin with ***** mind,
Laying face first in the porcelain,
There's only one thing I can't find,
That's the will to live more lives.

Yet still I cleanse myself,
Rid these bones of my own,
Tainted soul,
Corrupted, selfish mind all for itself.

Gen X on A, B, and C street,
Hating themselves and the world they reside,
Shut down and shut up by the gens outside their own,
Unable to be set free from these dying sparks.