I recognize those cold eyes. I saw them every morning. They looked back at me from the puddle of blood. Mocking me Taunting me with their emptiness.
I miss the optimism. I miss not knowing how grey the sky gets
I miss waking up under the same sun as the rest of the unhappy people Every morning re-gluing that smile on while tying on that new colorful noose the wife got you.
I recognize those cold eyes. I watched my life crumble through them.
This sure feels like rock bottom About all the sorrow and misery you could fit into a ******* person without having their ******* skulls implode from sheer insignificance. I dont matter. Draining out blood for more space, more space for artificial sweeteners. The further I get, from myself , the better off I'll be.
Love is a loose noose. I chose to step up on that stool. In a dark room The whispers of cold sweats guide me. As I stick my neck into the hole I think but one thought I hope my love is strong enough to withstand two
Fingers crossed turned to fingers being pointed. Pointed, like a piping hot barrel of a shotgun, with another bullet itching to inch closer The world had turned. My world has turned. Thrown aside for being bruised and damaged The apple of my eye is now rotting away
Pain I'm real. Slowly but surly dying as each breath leaves my lungs. I'm alive and I matter. I feel it in my gut.
Stuck in a movie reel The same day looping over and over and over again... Waiting for the moment I build enough courage to just hop on out. To finally see how this ****** movie ends.
Row the razor boat down my arms river. I need to know of the beauty the hides inside, Before I wave goodbye. Give the man in a sky the highest five It was worth a try. Restless is restless The world is my garage She's the asbestos .
Emotions are a cancer. Eating away at my health. Replacing the urge to live with a razor down my vein. Death is the sweet next door neighbor who just wont invite me in for tea.
A broken system, judging broken men. Not sparing a single break, noone wants to understand. noone wants to hold a broken heart in their hands, to feel a product of a broken home.
Simmering between my ears, bursting into my dreams, leaving me frothing at the mouth, eyes rolling back like slot machine symbols , Is the thought of time pushing me around like morning commuters on a packed train.
Recently I feel left out of gods sight. Abandoned by the people who showed me what loves about. In silence I mourn the lose of my sanity. Reliving the moment it all went wrong...
Each day drifts on like a bag in the wind Fanatical revolution right outside my window We inseminated mother Earth with so much artificial filth yet with her loving embrace she makes it Beautiful Just like me.
I <3 U This 4 character response kills me. I've sweat blood, Withstood the excruciating pain of rejection time and time again. Tore my heart out of my chest Placed it still beating in your hands. All in the name of love. You cant even spell the word love out with me in mind. On a scale from one to ten I mean less then three to you. I love you 2.