every night before i sleep
i pray to any god
that happens to be listening
that your voice be the sound
that bounce off the walls of my room
and wake me up when morning comes

these flies are starting to
swarm around me as if
i'm some corpse, even though my
heart is still beating
i guess they can sense the stench of
death the reeks & lingers with my soul
the
flowers you planted in me are
starting to die out along with all my
hopes and wishes that i would run into you at
that coffee shop we would always go to
and i'd be able to look into
your eyes to see you broken and you'd
see i'm perfectly fine but
i'm not
i'll hide my hands from you so
you wouldn't see the scars i have from
picking up broken pieces with already
bleeding hands and
you've stopped watering my happiness
the day you decided to
drop everything
threw in the towel and
leave me waiting for you to say
'i'm here for you too'

i've been so destructive lately
just to somehow get him to stop
haunting my mind
to find some way to cure myself
of this disease that is
the illusion that it's just
him and me
the worst part of it all is
i know **** well
that when i see him again he'll
look at me with those hypnotising eyes
and i'll see lust and infatuation and
confuse it with passion and love

i'll fall for him all over again

because after all
once i've loved someone as
much as i love him
it's hard to ever stop

IT IS ALREADY 4:15 AM AND ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT
IS THE FACT THAT YOU DONT CARE AND THAT YOU STOPPED CARING LONG LONG AGO

seeing you constantly smoke made me wonder
why are you addicted to it
you said the nicotine made you feel good

i wonder if i make you feel the same way you feel
when you take a drag after a long day

but to you, im just a filter
you need me to keep you from toxins of your mind

then you throw me away