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DaSH the Hopeful Apr 2015
I hopped in my car
And buckled myself in

      It was a deathtrap
   The stress of killing myself was going to drive me to suicide

      
        *If i fall asleep on the highway
      I'll dream all the ******* way there
                 I hope I see myself getting high with all my ******* friends before I go


    That'd be my whole life anyway.

         Today had been a long day
Licking bird **** off windshields and carving
  "Call Samantha for a Good Time!"  in my skin
  

              I found myself within my agression                          
  
     Naked and in plain view under a hundred shot out street lights with every single ******* person I knew's camera phone rolling.

      *Today I stared at myself in the rearview mirror and said "Not today"
  And shot myself in the head
Because I would have driven right the ******* a bridge
DaSH the Hopeful Apr 2015
I remember you saying*  *I'd never see the light
   The tightness of your tone made me admit that you were right
     Helicopters hovered to ensure your illusion
     The resulting wind kept me swept up in the depth of your confusion
      Lies turned to bars, bars into a prison
            It became so dark I started questioning my vision

      Are these visits?
      Or is this just for appearances?


    The choppers in the darkness kept a tight perimeter
Choking out my thoughts
                          I thought about giving up

     Hunger for something crept all the way up my spine
     A broken mirror in my abyss of a cell was well designed
     All the pieces aligned in a sharp little smile
      I ate and ate but instead of full, I felt vile
    Reflecting on the inside I see the illicitness of complicity
    Of allowing your words to get to me
    Of                  
                                 listening
    to the enemy

       It all clicked like the slamming of a door
    I close my useless eyes and I wasn't there anymore
        I listened to my own voice and slowly crept outside
      Now you're trapped without a button to press
   And you'll never see  my  *light.
R&JW;: May you rot in ******* Hell. With all my love.
DaSH the Hopeful Apr 2015
We've carved tunnels through our hearts
   That led from lie to lie
  We've seen many forms of love,
But never eye to eye.**
      
     I lay hope with each breath
That you'll remain mine
         *My Shelter, my Renmar,
My Partner in Crime
DaSH the Hopeful Mar 2015
Slender slippery shadows slither straight at my figure
Memories that come with weight I try not to remember
          This gallows consists of tightwires and tighter knots
Thinking of a way out is bait
Doubt outweighs triumph on a daily basis
    Attention is called to failures while *success dies from budget cuts too deep to bandage

           Being broke and broken you incure a lot of damage and debt
        Ruined plans and regret
And learn to love when the rope holds tight around your neck
     Stability of any sort is necessary
     When the drop is so **** scary

        *Hell is just a phone call away
               And they have a billion ******* receptionists ready to rapidly redirect your call

    A donation of one ****** soul can get you a sidewalk all the way to Hell's blackened gates
     Either way you arrive sleep deprived
    *Nightmares of reality plant seeds deep inside

Creating sleepless nights
And I seek advice in low places
    Because I'm scared of heights
I fail to recognize the irony

  The noose is too tight
I'm so far above the ground
    I don't think the drop would bother me anymore
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