No one gets by without a scratch. No one survives a backstab. They leave scars that last. Kiss away my pain. That’s enough to drive a man mad, and tonight as you scream my name, our problems’ll fade away. For now.

Empty lies from a siren. “It’s alright” as I lay smiling. The only truth is behind the violence. It’s killing us both, or so I thought. “**** me now”, and you say with a  grin, “I’d rather not.”

I write stories and forget them instantly. Erase them please; “memories” I say peacefully and painfully they’re washed away, but never completely. It’s beyond me how I keep making the same mistake.

Empty lies from a siren. “It’s alright” as I lay crying. The only truth is behind the violence. It’s killing us both, or so I thought. “**** me now”, and you say with a  grin, “I’d rather not.”

If I start to believe, that it’d ever change. It’ll be the death of me, a little too late.

Empty lies from a siren. “It’s alright” as I lay dying. The only truth is behind the violence. It’s killing us both, or so I thought. “**** me now”, and you say with a  grin, “I’d rather not.”