People who glorify sadness
Aren't drowning
They just tie bricks to their feet

Sometimes I have nightmares
Where everyone I've ever cared about
Leaves me
When I wake up,
I realize
Nightmares can be real

Love
Every second
Of wild
Insanity

As the edges of the world
Turn orange and red
It's comforting
And ominous
To mark the end of another day,
Never truly knowing
If you'll ever have another
The sunset always tries it's best
And so should you

Stop looking for God
In the bottom of a bottle
Or somewhere in a dime bag
Do you see angels
When you pop pill after pill?
Do they sing
As you fill your lungs?
When you sleep at night
Do they send you celestial messages?
No, they don't
And now you're more than alone
Because you've lost yourself, too