Tough guy I am not
but im not too bad at tying knots
missing methods to cope with
all these morbid thoughts.
"this sinking feeling sinking in again, no matter what I try"
Still can't help but want to die.
I shy away from blades
as sharp thoughts edge closer
I'm closer to the edge but it all seems dull and pointless.
Apathy runs through me like
the bang I drank,
hoisting the corners of my mouth in a twisted smile as if on fishhooks held high by society's hand.
Forcing the young puppet to dance.
Find a girlfriend buy new pants.
Live laugh love and believe in romance,
but romantic notions make me natious.
Stop the ride I wanna get off it
just let me crawl inside my coffin
swimming in my feels like a depressed dolphin
see, world's just as dark as it seems. Take off your glitter and see what I mean.