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GiveUpGoHome Jan 2016
beneath tonight's magnificent
obsidian veil
i can finally see beyond all this constant cognitive dissonance
the way the sky bends around me
and only me
it's endlessness merges with time and emptiness like an inebriated driver changing lanes without looking

smooth as ****
but only to the one behind the wheel

and since there were no injuries
we'll say they flow together beautifully like you and i once did
only there were injuries
and we are not beautiful

not anymore

underneath the darkest, most far away place, and as strange as this will sound, i've never felt such comfort
i've finally found comfort
the title means something, i promise
GiveUpGoHome Aug 2015
thank you for ******* me
in so many different ways.
my eyes are forever widened,
and my words cannot convey.
but one day i'll forgive you
for this "no vacancy" sign on my chest.
until then i'll just remain grateful,
my heart is no longer yours to ******.
GiveUpGoHome Jul 2015
I used to whisper "I love you"
the moment I knew
you were sound asleep.
No sooner, no later.
That way when you didn't say it back
I at least had somewhat of a logical explanation as to why.
One night I grew anxious, and said it
a little too soon.
And on that night, you showed me how good you were at fake sleeping.
I mean, she gave "faking it" a whole new meaning.
GiveUpGoHome Jul 2015
Free
        *Time

                  Is                      ­                                                        
                      a                                       ­                              -- like mine
                          Dreaded                        ­                           --
                                           Thing                                    --
                   ­                                    for                           --
                                                              ­ a                   --
                                                              ­      Mind   --
GiveUpGoHome Jul 2015
i remember aimlessly driving those barren city streets
in the deadest hours of the night
hoping to see you doing the same
i never saw you
and even if i did
i wouldn't have known what to do
it's been a year
and i still don't know what to do
GiveUpGoHome Jun 2015
i feel like
the sun has set for me
but has risen for you

i used to sing
about everything

and i swear that
*you still do
GiveUpGoHome Jun 2015
my thoughts are well endowed
equipped with maliciousness
and if i share them with you
it's like giving you the gun

so i'll just wither away in silence
it isn't my fault
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