There is beauty in our souls and love in his eyes
But there is no beauty in the destruction that grows like a **** from my finger tips, my eyes are dull and empty and you are gonna taste blood
The beaten love me made feels like shards of glass in my toes, there is no beauty in our bed
There is no beauty in the deafening silence, no care in your finger tips, you pound out words made to cut
My vision goes dark and I let fear swallow me, I will go out the same way I came in: screaming in joy and fear and confusion with archaic song in my heart.  There is no beauty in a young casket

I don't give up easy, my muscles are strong and thunder wishes it beat as strong as my heart
They put me down to early, heaven and hell are still just words to me
I will cut done a 1000 pines with my nails and tear the ground like an earthquake with my teeth
And I will find my way back to her
The light of here eyes will guide me from their small darkness, The Lord can go **** himself, I only need forgiveness from her

You try to pierce me with the daggers of your eyes, my skin is amour, watch the sparks fly
The metal is from a fallen star that burned with 1000 year old joy, the tin the adorned your face can't hurt me
Your aren't having as much fun as your snapchat story plays, 8 seconds of acting

The blows wash over me, if you think  my stares are acid wait till you hear my fire, words that burns with the spurs of hell
You have closed the loving hands I was given by my mother, feel my hardened knuckles
See the rage tear apart the face that reminds you of a lost memory, the tears remind you if head on collisions

Break my throne and cut my hair, my expression doesn't change
I'm not wincing for you, my hair is thinning anyway

Hi! And welcome to earth, me and you are gonna break a half a century old cycle together! I know you can do it, and I will do my best to buffer the waves of lies, manipulation and selfishness that has plagued a name nobody will say right
I will not be a bleared eyed, slurred shadow of your future, I will be loving and put you first, above my wants and my ideals
I will step back and allow you to learn and outsmart me one day
Love,
Your father and his scars

"In 10 years you won't remember his name" chirps the 30 yr old self help ******* who thinks he is smarter than everyone born 1989
"In three months you won't remember her voice" blabs the inane buzzfeed writer, fresh out of college and master of that subtle tone of superiority
*******, I'm not living  in three months from now, it's today and her voice rings in my ears, her face is burned into my eye lids and her name may taste bitter on my tongue but I still know the ******* taste
Stop telling people to not live in their momentary emotions, don't tell my sister to not be heartbroken, his name hurts her now and she deserves to feel that pain
Don't live in the imaginary painless future, live in the wonderful, terrible, awe inspiring now