I don't believe in breath
Because it seems the world lacks interest
In anything but ***
And how to breed
And to infest.

Sara is a dream
With an attitude you won't believe
An addict for advice
She sits alone most friday nights
Spinning suns
And breaking ways
To find a reason not to stay
And live a life
She cannot stand to hold
So pretty in her hands
But quickly breaking down

I woke up,
My body's ******
And I'm a shittastic
Failure.

Why
   the
      ****
     Is
   it
So
   Wrong
       To
Feel.

These words tangle me,
they're the only sound
I've ever seen
that says exactly what I mean
and at the same time
exactly nothing.

bury me
somewhere
ive never seen.