You remind me of a ****** eraser.
I don't mean ******* the outside
and soft on the inside.
No.
I mean frustrating to deal with,
not worth the effort,
and you leave a dark mark
in your wake.

You remind me of a bad cup of coffee.
No, no, not bitter, that's all me.
But you? You're
stale,
like I should have
poured you down the drain
instead of consuming you,
hoping you'll improve my day.

You remind me of a Beach Boys song.
Not because I want to take you
anywhere near the Florida Keys--
ugh--
Because for the love of
******* God,
no matter what I do,
I can't seem to get you out of my head.

You
Who does not do enough,
Slacking.
You who is tired, who is angry
At yourself and at the world
For making you do it.

You who is scared to make mistakes
So you never leave your head.
You who is missing everything
Trying to keep it all
For the future.

It is you
Who is tired and who is painfully bitter
At yourself

I think I believed in true love for a second
but it was in a land of a dream
a dream that seemed so unreal
that it was true
that you loved me and I loved you

But that land was unreal
in a dream
where life
didn't exist
because
It hadn't stared yet
for it to be real
but the feelings
were

So for that moment
where
our hearts collide
aligned
satisfied
at your side
it was true
but with you
I recall for a moment
you're near
I feel it too
you're dear
but that feeling
-will never go away
for I loved you
and you truly loved me
for that time being
at my side seeing
there was no one else
but you
and me

My toes are frozen, my fingers are pale
And my lips are purple and blue, purple and blue
The cold shrouds me in an icy veil
And the sky has no colour, not a single hue
The wind howls with its darkest fury
And the trees are swaying with gaining fervour
The splattering hail makes the windows blurry
And the darkness prevails, no longer obscure
I stand at the heart of this bitter storm
Waiting for it to sweep me away
To wipe my thoughts just as they form
To the Land of Death, this is my gateway
So consume me, within, without
Burn me, with your frigid rage
I am a madman without a doubt
Who's been left too long inside a cage
With one last laugh, I look at the sky
Up and away, I watch my soul fly