the sun absorbs my energy
while the clouds bring back the darkest memories
in my own bubble soaring through the sky
i pray to my savior because he is the only one
who can bring me back to life
i look around and see the blurs of my future
and the darkness of my past
the shadows from the clouds
follow me around as if i were
dragging them on my leash of sorrow
seconds turn into minutes
and my tears turn into hours
i become the veins in a flower
that is dead in the winter hoping for spring
so it can finally blossom into something beautiful
i'm strangling angels and kissing demons
i hear the scratch of my teardrops
that cry down my face
and the silence of my heart beating
slower and faster at the
same
exact
time
my dreams turn into coal which then turns to ash
i will become a discarded i love you
and a thank you when i'm gone
i was brought up in a place where i somehow don't belong
a discarded memory is what i have become