Eye gives out a blood red.
And
Everything fades away.

Try to maintain a blank face
But
Mind is out of place.

Now missing some marvels
And can't seem to find them.

Trip and fall down a empty hall
Where the pieces are.

Try to grab them all
But once more,
Trip and fall through an open door.

Hoping to catch my breath,
Breathing in and coughing out.

Air is toxic with smoke
That buries thoughts
And cancels out the same

Losing steps and gaining nothing
Vision still varies shades of red
Trying to keep up but lose faith
Lost in track and can't go back
Stay still so nothing leaves
But everything is quickly fading

One flash and gone

Now the black mist stays

My feelings still linger
Towards you.
Still attached
To this idea of a what if-
That will never come true.
I know I confessed a thousand times
And
I know that
These scars on my heart will stay the same.
I also know that
How you view me will stay the same.

I can't help but hold on to a what if.

“I can't breathe.
I'm suffocating.
I feel sad, maybe.
But I don't care, yeah I don't care.
I'm still moving with the flow,
I'll just have to get myself in check, with reality.
I need to find another way to feel sane.
Yeah, I need to find another way to feel something else but bleak.

I can't breathe.
I'm drowning with these sick thoughts.
Maybe I'm insane, I can't help it.
Oh, why do I have to feel this way.
Can't I just feel stable for once, sane for once, or anything but sad for once.

Can't  I
Just feel
Something else
For once.”

"You are poison to the tongue
But
At least you taste like lemon lime punch.

I can't get over the sour of your voice,
It even gives me anxiety with it's overwhelming taste of sweet bitterness.

Let me overdose with the sound of your sour voice.
I figured if anything,
At least I can lie down with the silence of your bittersweet words and this quiet will help me sleep at night.
And
Yet
I know,

You are still poison to the tongue
But

At least you taste like lemon lime punch."

What is a smile without the pain.
Does it feel like you are on bliss?
Or
Does it scream out hope?

I really hate it when I can't cry
Or when I feel like crap
And I can't complain about it
I really hate this feeling
Of not feeling.
I want to scream
But why would I?
Why yell for no reason?
Why would you even try?
Can't even think of a reason to
Do anything...anymore.