i am a collector
i collect tears and panic attacks
scratched skin and nervous twitches
Over the years i've accumulated much
i collect desperate whispers to nothing in the dark
choked sighs, and raw swallows
i've collected rare winter princes and indian summers
then bittersweet kisses and hollow darkened loneliness
i collect i miss you's they'll never hear
and haunting memories that **** your breath away like a deep gust of wind
i have a gallery filled with years of depression
i collect plaguing relentless thoughts of self depreciation
should've, would've, cant's.
i've got bags and bags full of fears and failure.
There were those times i thought i found promises,
but only turned out accumulating more lies.
i've got a surplus of hurt, and pain
i've collected those times of overeating, under-eating, self harm, self medication.
At night especially, the walls come alive,
Shall i show you my collection?
Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 2:45 AM UTC
i am a collector
i collect tears and panic attacks
scratched skin and nervous twitches
Over the years i've accumulated much
i collect desperate whispers to nothing in the dark
choked sighs, and raw swallows
i've collected rare winter princes and indian summers
then bittersweet kisses and hollow darkened loneliness
i collect i miss you's they'll never hear
and haunting memories that **** your breath away like a deep gust of wind
i have a gallery filled with years of depression
i collect plaguing relentless thoughts of self depreciation
should've, would've, cant's.
i've got bags and bags full of fears and failure.
There were those times i thought i found promises,
but only turned out accumulating more lies.
i've got a surplus of hurt, and pain
i've collected those times of overeating, under-eating, self harm, self medication.
At night especially, the walls come alive,
Shall i show you my collection?
