Return me to dust.
Benefit my lust.
Or joyful adventure of this journey so called "love"

Return me to dust and the wind we sweep me away.
Let my ashes remain.
And not a single one of them lie in your hands that were ever colder than mine will ever be.

Even in death.

Like my sense of smell. Like my sense of nature and nurturing that you never gave me.
Senseless beatings that you left me with.
Sentiment intimacy that you didn't mean.
Hurt pointless meanings.

It was all in bad taste.  
It was all for your sake.
And I've hated it since the day started I've been lost without a pace.
And you can't seem to keep one.

Cause you lost your taste.

DISSECT ME.
RIP OUT MY CORE AND BELITTLE THE MOMENTS I HELD IN REJOICE.
I'll realize what came to me as special when you leave through that door.
Not that you even entered my home but that you left it open.
And the hinges will remain unclipped.
Like EVERY WORD that leaves me lip.
CAUSE AT THIS POINT WHAT'S EVEN TRUE. I'M NOT SURE
WHY THE **** DO YOU GIVE ME FEELINGS WITH NO CLOSURE.
GOD ****** IM SO HURT.

Call it off.
Call it off.
Call it off.
And you sit the through it.
You tolerate it.
Your pain brings regret and sorrow.
Reborn from ash like the days gone tomorrow.
And your pain is your comfort and your comfort is your pain.

And you'll never TRULY MOVE ON.
UNTIL YOU RID AWAY THE DAY.
AND YOU WRONG YOUR RIGHTS BUT YOUR RIGHTS ARE ALWAYS WRONG.
AND ******* FOR THINKING NOTHING WOULD GO WRONG.

AND **** me.
Oh god **** me.
And maybe this is my torture for being this way.
MAYBE I deserve all of this for being INTOLERANT.
Voiceless
And over all.
Weak.
Because my false strength is  tormenting me until this day.

Confidence shrouded my misguided  interpretation of love.
It shattered my amends then threaded them back together to make a new person.
Someone who was capable of handling rigorous scheming love,
And handing it back to where it came from.
A hero without a mask. Because confidence hides no fears that it's never had.
And my cape formed from courage and matted rags.
It wasn't as flashy but confidence is not arrogant or cocky. He holds class.
Enough to look past the ongoing  criminals that hide behind vile merciless masks.
And unbeknownst courage would be confidences fall.
Because from the start all courage was made of.
Was tattered curtain clogs.
And courage was just as false as unbeknownst.
Confidence was just to confident that courage would pull through.
And at times he did.
With a heroic smirk and smile that no one trusted.
Because everyone knew courage was false confidence.
And confidence was truly lost.
All hope diminished against the evil malicious terminally ill poison.
Known to humans as love.
After all the greatest evil is the evil that controls a persons heart.
And no one's truly free until love is lost.
And confidence is found.
And courage is made.
Not from love made hand me downs.
But from the iron we create from our heart.
And that's the strongest part no one ever believes.
You don't need love to be happy.
"You just need me"
Said courage, right before he died.
And confidence collided with the ground being thrown off his steed.
Leaving no trace of sound.
Just dirt and soiled tattered clogs.
"And so I've lost"
Confidence exhaled with a shrivel of a sound.
Mimicked a voice only you could hear if love didn't control you.
That's how I lost them along the way.
Because they were my reason for this journey of love.
Now it's ended and I'm left with no friends.
Just truth.
And love still speaks to me with a silver tongue.
Whispering words of dreams and wisdom.
But I'll never fall for it again.
From now on I know to look for love transcribed from confidence and courage formed from within.

The true story is.
Not even confidence could win.

Against love.

I used to be so sure about love.
I used to know what my heart wanted but now it seem I just run from.
Every chance I touch someone's skin,
Its just poisoning me and letting hateful thoughts sink in.
And I don't know what it's like to not be crushed everytime.
And I don't know what it's like to not be hurt every time.
And I'm starting to question every night,
Before I sleep.
Is love alive?
Or is it just me?

Goodnight,
Close your eyes tight,
Like how i closed my hopes when you said goodbye.
I'll close my eyes tighter when the times right.
And every time I fall asleep. I'll realize I was just falling in love with your shadow in my dreams.