I can never own a gun
Because if I did
I'd be dead.

sept. 2018?

dead dog
on the hot road
soul

chomping on crunchy bones- my frail bones
how hard is it to just be a skeleton
unbothered, just straight-up dead
under the grave, just a small feeble corpse
let me rest in peace, you deadly humans,
let me be
i can’t stand the silence let alone the laughter
of the ****** bodies with crooked souls
let me rest in peace
it’s like an inferno down below
why can’t it be just like before?
when i was just a skeleton in the grave
before they sawed my bones
before i lost my own
head
in these weeds
in these plunging depths
let me rest in peace, you foul idiots

Im in need of a tether
Something to keep me from going
From this world to the next.

So I attach myself to every
Attainable object or emotion
or person.

In hopes, maybe they'll help me.
Maybe hold me so i dont float away
into the knight.

So far everything I've attached myself too has let me drift on to another,
Making me feel more worthless than any other.

I just want someone to love me, to acknowledge that I'm here, but when will I find the one who will love me without fear.

Until thay day, I continue to drift into the knight waiting for my light.

They don't understand, no they don't
It's not that high, maybe from where you are
From the hole that I'm in, it is
It's not just the height, it's also the depth that I'm in

They don't understand, no they can't
It's not that deep, yes, from your comfort it's not.
It's so deep and dark I can't see the supposed ladder Infront of me
They don't understand, maybe they will never .

Maybe it's all an excuse, maybe it's not that deep
Maybe it's not that high and I can reach out
Maybe my hands aren't that crooked that I can hold on
Maybe my feet aren't that broken that I can stand and walk
Maybe my heart isn't shutting down
Maybe I'm not drifting out of consciousness.
Maybe just maybe I'm not dead

Stay positive you said
                                         This copse lives

I lived through my mistakes
I lived through the stress
I lived through the aches
I lived for success

I lived in moments of joy
I lived in optimism
I lived innocent yet coy
I lived through criticism

I lived and showed love
I lived and showed fear
I lived in belief of above
I lived a life unclear

I died because I was tired of all that came with living

you dream the dream
of what's in their head
lost to the living
sacrificed to the dead
spirits rise within you
Ouija magic Ouija curse
they walk among us
hidden faces a veiled darkness
they walk among us
secrets half learnt