I forgive myself For shamelessly staring I can forgive myself For the missing years That pile on Between us I could forgive myself For falling in love And having my heart Torn out once more. Indeed I could tear out My very own heart As long as yours is safe and warm. Such is Love in Sacrifice Or Sacrifice in Love. Whichever way you put it, You're one of those Light Bodies. Visibly imperfect and somewhat lost. Maybe not entirely but certainly in some way. How could my Light guide you home When you shine so bright I can't tear my eyes off you, Hell I couldn't see home if I tried. In some way you became The missing Sun ray And I became the troll That wanders in the night. Alas, such is life All the good ones The missing puzzle pieces Are hanging on another woman's arm, Or are gay as ****.
Mama, what is pain? Pain is hurt When what gets hurt, Mama? Your feelings, your body, your life Have you been hurt, Mama? Many times When, Mama? When your father left us Why did he leave, Mama? He was in Pain
i showered 4 times on the day you left scrubbing and scrubbing trying to get you off my skin. i turned the heat up all the way, and let the burn take my mind off of you. i threw out all your t-shirts and hoodies, and hoped if i erased any trace of you from my sight, it would erase you from my heart too. i repeat "you dont love him anymore" in my head until it becomes monotonous and numbing. i convinced my heart it was okay to beat without you, and my lungs that it was okay to expand into the voids you left in my chest.
i saw you the other day, at some ****** punk concert, and for a second, i felt a pang of nostalgia. but like a lightning strike it was gone. you asked my friends why i don't text you anymore and they told you the truth: i don't love you anymore.
I've been searching for you In an endless sea of white Torrential With a frail head And split intentions Searching memories Currents of you Bringing scars of past breaths Half buried A cruel reminder Of how deep this can go Magnetic Sum of parts brush past Impure space Glowing total You are so near Falling with grace I want you And will wait once more
The decay you've wrought with your doubled up beating and distortion assaults gives me no choice but to fixate on new sonic romances and I'm in love with the way she cradles me in that sedated groove and the caress of those faint record scratches I need to get through new time signatures as I grow older and apart from you