i don’t search for you
crescent moon
our love decays, half-life
freeman blue
my lonely doom

my missing slice
my pumpkin pie
sweet spice
our fingers entwined
cinnamon twist

i run from this
from my fate
from when we kissed
i run to a place  
past time, outside space

it takes away
your face
takes me back
to better days
it takes away
our separate ways
your way
away

in the void
the darkness
the sapphire shadows below
i have waken soon all of mankind will know
from the waters i rise
to bring you a cold wet demise
the tides they turn  the moon she burns
the great flood is here
the ground soaks in the oceans tears
oh my followers they wept
deep down in the depths
how long have i slept?
celestial dreams my planet of rings
judgment and their cries
"no one can escape her watchful eyes"
now that i am awake terra she shakes
man is five and yes i am eight
the tentacles from your nightmares
the dreams that you hate
the cleanse has begun
my song  is now sung
all hear my call
the great cthulhu brings you your fall

i want to squeeze myself
between your gap teeth
i want all of your dreams
to be about me when you sleep

a wave that crashes over me
it drowns me violently

the salty water burns
my nose my throat i choke

and they cant hear me scream
but i still beg and i still plead

darker than black
my mind turns
as every memory rips through me
torn tendons broken bones
i fall apart
as the icy cool smoke
escapes my tortured body
an inferno ignites inside me
through a baptism of fire
whispers from my past fade away
i rise from the ashes
this time with a vengeance
that will burn anyone it catches
i am born again

the violence brewing inside me boils and catalyzes the birth of malice,
from my womb of darkness;
i can not feel the pain anymore.
my heart in chaos.
my consciousness slipping away from me.
i pray to be born again:
no longer human,
no longer who i am.

im out of my mind
youre wasting my time
so please leave a message
or ill see you in heaven

he said it was a mistake
he said it was fake
he said he has a girl at home
and that he cant go on
i hope you understand

well i understand
i was just a toy
for another broken man

so i spiral down again
so i feel bad again
the sky turns ruby red
thanks to you my darling

meow meow
i just want to lie in your bed
i want you to give me a little pat
right on top of my head
yeah you can play your games
just tell me im a good girl
well, thank you for the treats
ill just lie here in your bed
oh, no i dont mind
drinking some of your milk instead

i want to run and jump
and land on that picket fence

i want the wooden point to go through me
i want my blood to splash
into my neighbors tea

i want to smash my face into your lens
i want the glass to cut my ears off
i want nothing to be left of my face
other than mushy and soft

in a field of babies breath
i see my angel
her emerald glare
bestows upon me
the end of my despair
beauty and love are mine
and i am hers
and through her fire
in magic chains to bind
throw mad desire
in this waste land
i can feel her grace

i am waiting for you
to get out of my head
i am waiting for you
to come see me in bed
and after our fun
well grab a gun
splatter the walls red
it will be delicious
a mouthful of lead
together forever
now that were both dead

if only you could read my mind
you would read
the sweetest description of you

there's a battle going on inside my mind
i dont know what is real
i dont know what thoughts are mine
constant gunfire
everything moving except for time
the casualties are high
i gather and lay our dead in a line
my brain is bleeding
its turning more sour than a lime
i'm going insane
trying to replace what i can't find

i'm on a drug binge
poison leaking from me like i'm singed

i have no regrets in lending you my heart
but i have to take it back now

i feel the pain of hunger
but i can't eat
i hear my stomach calling out to me
but i can't eat
i can possibly force down something sweet
but i can't eat
look at what you've done to me
at least i can still sleep

there's someone living inside of me
my friends think it's just the poppy seeds
all of them talking down on me
like they're occupying hockey seats
i'm telling you
there's more than just one part of me
it feels like my souls been split
possibly for three
this is the dilemma i face
exhaustion always awaits
if man is 5 then why am i 8?

rapid rush
freedom takes courage
warfare violence swiftness
im in this

a hanged man
i must choose to suffer
my punishment is my lover

i release you
im free from you

now the sun engulfs me
the chariot entropies
triumph victory
the end of my misery

my love you were a test from god

to let go of the one i adored
to be blessed with my reward

reborn now as the princess of swords

please make it stop
the pain of a beating broken heart
why wont it stop?
nothing is moving
except the hand on my clock
when will it stop?
it's unbearable
terrible
maybe i can rip it out
or drive a stake through it?
something please make movement
everything is so still
am i alive?
have i died?
all the days they seem to blend
will this pain not go away
not even at the end?
god make it stop
**** me if i'm not already dead
someone please
i'm begging you take my head

i asked him do you believe in fate?
i always give more than i take
tell me what it is you hate
can’t stand my friends they're all so fake

i know you want me dead
why don't you just take my head?

i know that you want to **** me
but i just want you to feel me

up and down my mood swings
im so dumb when i do these things
im so numb after all these drinks

now tell me will you be my end?
i just need a friend
lets play pretend

im okay

three of swords
my mother called me a *****
three of swords
he said he loved me he swore
three of swords
he pushed me down to the floor
three of swords
i've turn rotten right to the core
three of swords
life has become such a chore

i don't know if its love or lust
but you make me feel something
and that's rare
emptiness drugs and depression
are all ive ever known
to be fair
time goes by
i can tell by the colors of the seasons
i still don't know who i am
but at least with you
i have a reason

i just want to be held
thinking of you
i can't help but to miss
the way that it felt

a shadow figure
a distant friend
window man wants to be my end
window man hates to see me try
window man loves to see me cry
as above so below
window man entangles with my soul

im sorry…
i have been
in a really bad head space
the past few days
like sylvia plath
sticking her head in an oven
type of bad

you want commitment?
i think its too soon
you said you’re so glad you found me
but now you’re feeling down
clown, clown, clown

body parts are scattered

i collect you
i put you back together

your limbs are torn and tattered
but i still love you

a little formaldehyde will make you better
sutures rip through

and im still stuck on you
funeral home blues