He lives with a rope around his neck.
A chair beneath his feet.
Weighing it all out,
Expectations he can't meet.
The headphones he puts in,
Find their way around his throat.
Cutting off oxygen.
Allowing him to float.
Through space and time,
Fading in and out of reality.
For once he doesn't think...
Won't think about the things he can't be.
They all think he's dying,
but he's slowly being saved.
They unwrap the cord,
Here comes the fits of rage.
Here comes the hurtful words,
They begin to cry.
The cord wasn't the rope.
He was surely alive.
With every beat of the drum,
He was sure he could survive.
Every time he drifts,
They think he won't be back.
So he kicks over the chair with a sickening snap.
Jan 14, 2014
Jan 14, 2014 at 1:25 PM UTC
He lives with a rope around his neck.
A chair beneath his feet.
Weighing it all out,
Expectations he can't meet.
The headphones he puts in,
Find their way around his throat.
Cutting off oxygen.
Allowing him to float.
Through space and time,
Fading in and out of reality.
For once he doesn't think...
Won't think about the things he can't be.
They all think he's dying,
but he's slowly being saved.
They unwrap the cord,
Here comes the fits of rage.
Here comes the hurtful words,
They begin to cry.
The cord wasn't the rope.
He was surely alive.
With every beat of the drum,
He was sure he could survive.
Every time he drifts,
They think he won't be back.
So he kicks over the chair with a sickening snap.