when im writing sometimes i miss words but i always say them in my head
so if i do, do you hear them too yes probably so y do they need to be written down

i wont be lied to

humans arnt human just a weak imitation

realizing that im human and i have needs too i understand what i did but i am not going to **** myself waiting for you

what are u and why do u want to do this to me

you are a liar annn so much better than me

how do u lie like being alive

i did a lot of ****** up **** and said it but i am not holding on to it anymore i cant take back what happened or where i was at when i said it
and i have to try and move forward

forgetting how to sleep

U knw that your tattoo is part of your lie

i just want u to know i think you are exactly the same as everyone else

i tried to make it right
thats fine
*******

People so fake it’s unbelievable lol idk how to function with robots

iwalked into the desert usaid you would be there

u said baby i miss u to a ghost half dissapeared

smoked thru talk for hours
sun folds burning red

when I bent to kiss you the devil shook his head and said

hey pretty baby i been dreaming
i feel u + i need you

ran and burned like cigarettes dripping by a ghost

whole world smelled like gasoline left in bitter smoke

two convoluted circles when our desert fell apart

flew like slamming windows recanted our blue hearts

dark now so dark

with your gold pen malediction and my soul to trade instead

there is nothing left to love for when you’re already dead

ripped off my face laid in my grave

burned off my prints ive been erased

and everything still looks like evil

Talk so much **** then start ******* ***** when it benefits u,, cute

cant sleep cant eat
but i can smoke and i can drink

*****

ungrateful

How can u live with urself

Not doing this anymore im gonna get what I deserve

not here to just exist with anyone

**** that

animals are so much better than humans

idk why people want to put labels on themselves
about everything in their life
u belong
u dont need words to define who you are

i dont live in reality

if u could choose to be with anyone
i should be the one you would choose
and nothing is telling me that is how it is

sleeping dreaming about life
awake dreaming about death

rewriting the bible  
turning it into ****

im not perfect not even close
never thought I was

tired of feeling like **** ignored displaced while u go on like nothing is happening

u want a painting with everything u want in it to look at and admire when you feel like it from a cold distance not a relationship

starving for something real

i cant change that the way that u are hurts me

ive just been wasting time

trying to do the right thing to a fault

is it even right or just what i feel like is right

too long to understand
complete lack of control over anything
if u are searching
u always know where to find me

completely selfless for somethings completely self centered for others where do u draw the line

i just want to understand how to exist with nothing ******* else just a normal even life

everybody has there own way to fight things i was wrong before maybe its something that u needed to be happy and thats okay im just doing it my own way

y is hell is here
the door stays unopened
and i dont know where i am

i create monsters
suffer
then let them go into the world

if u ever asked me i would have been there then

perceptions are strange mine of myself changes everyday

asking the dead how to live

I can’t make everyone I care about happy and that’s not okay with me

isnt the same as last time
looks and feels the same

the place where what u want and what i need come together does not exist

u trapped ur ***** rags inside the windows
of a *******
windows that you won’t open
so u can decently humanize
so the breeze can oxidize your ****
the breathless words of a woman
are the chalk outlines of death

idk how i kept it for so long