It won't matter how badly, you want to die.
How the cries just echo back.
they love you
The lies.
So you sit and you wish,
You could be bigger than the light that's,
Diminshing in your eyes,
You try to hold back,
The puke that,
You know is gonna come up anyway.
Tears well, like the welts on your skin,
Screaming unloved,
Into the oblivion,
Where is God,
It's time to show your glory.
Gory, back drops of blood stained tees,
Your ribs heaving,
Knowing that you'll die alone.
And why did you forsake me,
Why the rules,
Why the ridicule,
Why the hurt,
Slander,
And abuse,
How alone you are, your absence is a noose.
So real against my neck,
Cough, up blood.
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 12:30 PM UTC
It won't matter how badly, you want to die.
How the cries just echo back.
they love you
The lies.
So you sit and you wish,
You could be bigger than the light that's,
Diminshing in your eyes,
You try to hold back,
The puke that,
You know is gonna come up anyway.
Tears well, like the welts on your skin,
Screaming unloved,
Into the oblivion,
Where is God,
It's time to show your glory.
Gory, back drops of blood stained tees,
Your ribs heaving,
Knowing that you'll die alone.
And why did you forsake me,
Why the rules,
Why the ridicule,
Why the hurt,
Slander,
And abuse,
How alone you are, your absence is a noose.
So real against my neck,
Cough, up blood.
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