I've always wanted to write something beautiful
Dark enough to emblem the most tragic story
A kiss on the crypt
Thoughts that spark and connect synapses like Christmas lights
To explain the way I work and maybe you as well
But I don't know how to write
Or make something beautiful
I am not or have ever been the hero
Weakness and need is the love I long
God I hope you are weaker than me
Becoming my own hostage and victim
Just me and the space in between
The brink of madness
Teadering the ledge
Hope is my downfall
I will not jump
It's only a short way down
May 18, 2025
May 18, 2025 at 10:44 PM UTC
I've always wanted to write something beautiful
Dark enough to emblem the most tragic story
A kiss on the crypt
Thoughts that spark and connect synapses like Christmas lights
To explain the way I work and maybe you as well
But I don't know how to write
Or make something beautiful
I am not or have ever been the hero
Weakness and need is the love I long
God I hope you are weaker than me
Becoming my own hostage and victim
Just me and the space in between
The brink of madness
Teadering the ledge
Hope is my downfall
I will not jump
It's only a short way down
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