The drapes in your skull
and your sunken in eyes,
who has broken you?
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Collarbones protruding
from your withered chest
and your lungs heave for one breath-
one breath too many.
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The stress of the days,
and the strawberry blonde boy
you fell in love with
on the countryside.
Your heart is broken.
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Slumped in the cracked city
you are forced to call home,
and the loved ones who have passed
but whom are not dead.
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Ridiculing the creeping insects
looking for a home.
*****, gross, worthless
You realize.
That's what they call you
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Sun setting a forcefully pale orange,
awakening the night.
Time for your dismay to set.
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Light your cigarette
and ash it on your skin,
amazed by its burn.
Pain? None.
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An insomniac's racing mind
and all the wonders of the world.
Waiting, time contemplating.
-
Wishfully disappearing
just like your soul did.

Drag your feet against the pavement,
bleed your heels some more
Value the hurt
and that you feel pain.
Retract your strings
and put  boundaries on yourself.
Don't run free
you'll only be caught.
Continue to fill yourself with hope
that the most miserable of things
will fill you with joy.
Try to wrap your heart around a love
that is anything but true.
Open one door
to find a black hole in the other
and step into a dimension of
trust issues, self harm, hate for the world.
Forget all your responsibilities
and drop all respect
to dig a grave for your future.
Position yourself for a smooth road
and crumble when it bumps.
Remember your hard times
and relive all your hell.
And never forget
bring all the hurt to yourself.

Your words
left a temple in my body.
I heard you fence off your mind
and I heard you'll make it out just fine.
~~~
You never did like the cold
so ill hold you closer than ever.
Your words whisper sweetly in the moonlight
and shine come daytime.
~~~
You're reliving sweet heartbreaks
and soaking your heart in the blood stains you made.
But that's okay because you're hands
fit right into mine.
~~~
And when beauty is no longer physical
where will we stand?
Is your love unconditional? Can I speak my mind?
~~~
Ive got a shoebox filled with memories of stained childhood
and ive got your soul on my mind
so baby please don't replace me
with a love unworthy of your life.