And in between all that we baptized this meadow with our lust and ****** it with our love

But weren't we vandals in the end,
drowning ourselves with kerosene
with a desire
that our chaos
*would set the world on fire ?

A Forged smile,
Half-dried eyes,
Covering Slitted wrists,
Ignoring contused thighs,
Those oh-so-innocent pills,
Just a loose rope tied,
Keep the gun loaded
                                                                                  
Suicide.

And somewhere I was so stuck with my own little problems
That I somehow missed you were suicidal too

A tune played somewhere
In a place where I had hoped we existed
Maybe somewhere away
from the city lights,
somewhere away from these faces
faces that break the illusion

Surrounded by salty air
The waves teasing our souls
You head nestled on my lap
A small smile playing on your lips

Engulfed in that tune
that’s all we were
Existing only then
A place where the clock forgot to tick
A place where maybe existed..

And in between all that,
we broke bread and burned our bridges with break-neck speed , just so that we wouldn't remember the cost of *resentment

Smoke gathers in the air,
Blending with the fog of this dreary night.
Breathing in the chemicals I know will **** me,
but who cares? Not me.

Desolate, with a bottle in my hand,
Taking in yet another swig.
My senses, they have all gone numb.
But who's judging? Not me.

Taking them inside to lay me down,
A forged promise to never to see him again.
Emotions aren't anywhere to be seen.
But who's **** shaming? Not me.

Vices . That's all who we are.
Embracing them with all the risks.
Monitoring my actions, now that's obscene.
*But who's changing? Not me.