I hear the suicide note, it lullabies my motions
into the erratic switches from the highs and lows.
The melody of that connection that i murmur
in contested reflections. I want to bleed that chorus.
Wanting this to be expelled from my ballad of
speculation, and stem the tears of desolation that cut.
Singing the suicide note off key, I know what I'm
debating towards and others hear my mourning.
I write the notes down to expel this louder than
reality notion and then I walk into the other room.
Don't feel sorrow or pain, this was a song that I had
been humming for longer than most now I hear none.
"My song is silent the notes are still,
"This chorus has run its moment,
"But this song ended and I faded out,
Sep 6, 2016
Sep 6, 2016 at 10:00 PM UTC
I hear the suicide note, it lullabies my motions
into the erratic switches from the highs and lows.
The melody of that connection that i murmur
in contested reflections. I want to bleed that chorus.
Wanting this to be expelled from my ballad of
speculation, and stem the tears of desolation that cut.
Singing the suicide note off key, I know what I'm
debating towards and others hear my mourning.
I write the notes down to expel this louder than
reality notion and then I walk into the other room.
Don't feel sorrow or pain, this was a song that I had
been humming for longer than most now I hear none.
"My song is silent the notes are still,
"This chorus has run its moment,
"But this song ended and I faded out,
