run away
run away again
I'll be alright alone on the street
again
your words are consuming my mind
your poetry is eating me alive
and you, you pity me
misinterpreted thoughts
but I was never easy
if it's any condolence to you
I cannot condemn you for anything
although an apology is long overdue

you didn't call
you didn't call again
I'll be content alone in my room
again
you have a rough touch
you say the world's in your hands
I won't understand
you made my dependency a point
so you could surrender
and the city lights could burn more than ever

go to sleep
go to sleep again
I'll be fine on the floor
again
"you were never a regret"
nicotine breath
you told me through a cigarette
nights haunting words
add to my guilt
and the fate of your bones
my veins made known
I cannot condemn you
it's too confused

I see all of what you exposed me to
I built up that forged ignorance for years
What am I now to do?
You divulged all those fears
I thought I was happy
I thought I could be them
You changed everything I see
So hell is where I stand
It's your fault
You left me in this broken state
Everything I thought
It's not all left up to fate
Congratulations on your destruction and pain
If I could still think of you when I listen to the rain patter
I would not speak your name
Because you ruined all that ever mattered

I have lost all sense of feeling
my feet cannot even brush the ground
the wind no longer sweeps across my face
all my pain is encased in a shell of numbness
harvesting

as my blood drips down my skin
I do no feel a thing

as these drugs are fermented inside my body
I stop trying

as my nails are dug into the flesh of another
I sense nothing

so I stare blankly
while these bones cry out around me
I am waiting
waiting for it all to be made known
contemplating how I shall try to break the shell next

but I am searching for answers in my mind
or the unending black hole known as such

my only emotion: lost
will I finally succeed before I **** myself?

where'd you go?
don't come home
because slowly I'm fading away
and I'd like to die if that's okay
I guess this was never really my thing
and love isn't really my thing
between all the words you never spoke
and all the words I never wrote
well we could make something beautiful
but anything aside from an argument's a miracle
I think you're better off gone
and I'd rather be alone
if I wrote you a hundred notes
and made you read every last one
well I don't think you'd get the hint
but you never knew what my words meant
I mean what's easy for you,
stepping on people to cross the room?
maybe it's best you stay away
you're a filthy rag atop a bouquet
there's no way I could possibly depict
all the pain you inflict
so I guess this isn't really your thing
and love was never really your thing
I'll just sleep off your departure
and awake with your memory a blur
would that lure you back dear?
long enough for me to yell "get out of here!"?
long enough to see my craze?
or are you forever lost in a phrase?

if I ever considered myself a good actress
you put me to shame
your facade is undeniably more complex
weaving in and out of the lies you so horribly tell
I can't believe you even know of your own intentions
and while this is terribly blunt
there are more to these words I write
hidden meanings you would never bother to decipher
because my being is non-existant in your mind
knowing this, I'd rather be a nuisance
then at least I'd be in your brain
too bad you refuse to believe in our memories
can you even remember looking into my eyes?
it's doubtful; you're insincere
quit taking every gift for granted
your consideration is only intended for your grudges
your character shows through this play of yours
your charecter disgusts me
yet I'm attached
I'll look for the source and try to pry away
I make no promises of success
you destroy me

I will never be enough for you
fulfulling your expectations is just something I cannot do
and it feels like I'm drowning as the walls close in
you can't understand so I won't begin
I'm so sick of being hated
or not being good enough as previously stated
let me know when I'm at least alright
even though I don't believe you're worth the fight

I have never felt as great of a defeat
than when I was singing this in the street
and I have never felt a more desolate state
than when I had to leave but was told to wait

so to hell with everyone in this God-forsaken town
I'll laugh at the ashes of the charred ******* I'm around
I swear before they put me in the ground
I will swim through every ****** sound
I will climb the highest trees
and put you sorry ******* on your knees

if I still can't satisfy
then I'll sleep soundly knowing
I lived a lie

the shards of glass begin to fall
as I back into the wall
as inhumane as it may sound
I laugh histerically as the pieces hit the ground
and even though you're not concerned
I try to show you the skin I've burned
my fist will find a way to this mirror
every time I consider fear
suppose I even heard the crash
well this mirror was nothing but a piece of trash
I once thought I gave up hope
but now I consider that a vain joke
is it really all that wrong
that watching this I stay so calm?
but as the eerie chill runs down my spine
I realize that this mirror is mine
and ignorance was never bliss
when your fighting chance was what you missed
and now the pieces will not stay
except on the ground where they lay
by the time you realize this isn't a laughing matter
all my mirror would have shattered