Silver tape over my mouth,
The silence is stretching.
Even with the tape off
You never heard me,
Just someone in the background.
Half of me hates this,
The other doesn't care.
If I walk away,
It's like I was never there.
Was I there?
Standing here waiting to be seen,
To be heard!
Is that so wrong?
Is that too much?
I ask you to see me,
To see who I can be.
The person you want,
The person you need.
You just need to listen.
Listen to me!
I strip off the silver tape
And walk away.
Refusing to watch
The world slip away.

I wish you missed me like I miss you.
I wish you still regarded me as the sun to your earth;
light to your life.
I hope that one day you'll wake up and see
that what you've been missing all along is me.

Cliche, twisting the bolts off-
And on, see the signal at dawn-
Furthermore the light-
Open wide,
Telescopic sight,
You're the knuckles I use to punch,
I win every fight-
You hide, I seek the answers-
Well I've always had a hunch-
We lie, we lie
You're just another,
And so am I

Sign embrace the coldest name-
Share your thoughts-
Share your game-
Grow and go-
Live from fame-
Tame and torn-
Live in reign-
Rain on them-
Cold drip blood-
You are here to shed your love-
Leave them guilt-
No remorse-
Live- you would-
Holy ghost-
Sacred world-
Advice is on-
**** ‘em all-
Signed, the wise one-

I'm left and lost all alone
In this life that is left to me.
I desire and want like all
But cannot find one to call my own.
I try, though hard as I might,
I am left a half-second late,
Something short, missing, absent,
And lose out on the final prize.

I am left wanting those I cannot have.
I am left dying for she who doesn't give a ****,
And I don't know how to break myself of this trend.
I burn and break myself inside,
Turning my heart to gravel
Where it should be the ice
In her Margarita-filled life.

Out there are girls who might take that spot,
But I cannot find it in me to find in her anything I want.
I cannot find a way away from her I want.
It's that **** twitch of my mind,
Always returning to her I cannot.

So here I strangle myself with my thoughts.
I crush myself methodically from the inside-out,
Breaking myself down quicker than Father Time did intend.
Sorry says Mother Nature, so is Life.

I don't know what this is,
where we are,
or how it came to be.

All I know is I believe in it,
believe in you,
and what you give to me.

To the end of the earth, we tread.
A million miles pressed into our feet.
It ends here, where you rest your head,
weary and worn with defeat.

This landscape challenges all sanity.
Against the rocks, an intrinsic glare.
This is the end of all humanity
where your weight is mine to bear.

I've seen nothing but suffering.
I've tasted nothing but sin.

I am the bearer of burdens,
the keeper of your secrets.

These things you've kept inside,
those things that creep up,
perched upon the edge of your mind,
they haunt me.

You spend your whole life pushing them back,
repressed to the confines of your 'conscience'.
You reveal them to me,
these secrets within you,
never dormant,
with one touch.

These secrets become mine,
the actions,
the colors,
the sounds,
the thoughts.

Your sins are mine.

Conscience, consuming.
My stomach has turned inside
and in on itself.

My eyes have rotted
and reduced to such lifeless,
stationary orbs.

Today is the day,
I ***** my weaknesses
to teach myself strength.