Blurring of lines between the eyes and ties of blood
Splattered thoughts paint my room in hues of purple
with ****** red tints, a hand that twisted everything to bits
My head is dizzy, and everything goes wrong
the constant buzzing of that awful song
That reminds me of the days I was sincerely loved.
Cutbacks and cuts in the scars on my arm
tears that traced my face
and the bumps that never erased.
Sometimes I wish I were someone else
prettier, easier, with a healthier mind
But all I want is something more divine,
A white robe and a smile that gleams far
That actually means something to my tired heart.
Don’t confuse love with hate
because they feel the same when everything blurs,
And light is just the absence of darkness
Yet people never say it that way.
I’ve tried to hum my own tune
But something keeps pulling me toward a tomb.
The place I call home is nowhere
constant talking in my ear, lonesome noise
But it keeps my heart moving, keeps my eyes open,
Self-respect feels far gone
And I don’t know if I care anymore.
About my life, my choices till I bled out because no one can say I love you Outloud to someone who begged so much for it.
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 4:47 PM UTC
Blurring of lines between the eyes and ties of blood
Splattered thoughts paint my room in hues of purple
with ****** red tints, a hand that twisted everything to bits
My head is dizzy, and everything goes wrong
the constant buzzing of that awful song
That reminds me of the days I was sincerely loved.
Cutbacks and cuts in the scars on my arm
tears that traced my face
and the bumps that never erased.
Sometimes I wish I were someone else
prettier, easier, with a healthier mind
But all I want is something more divine,
A white robe and a smile that gleams far
That actually means something to my tired heart.
Don’t confuse love with hate
because they feel the same when everything blurs,
And light is just the absence of darkness
Yet people never say it that way.
I’ve tried to hum my own tune
But something keeps pulling me toward a tomb.
The place I call home is nowhere
constant talking in my ear, lonesome noise
But it keeps my heart moving, keeps my eyes open,
Self-respect feels far gone
And I don’t know if I care anymore.
About my life, my choices till I bled out because no one can say I love you Outloud to someone who begged so much for it.
pls comment bruh
