I feel like people are the wind
They pass by and I really don’t mind
Though I stand here with this sign
My eye off in the distance
I don’t even try

Someone drops a bill
I don’t check to see
Is it pride that keeps my gaze?
I wish the rain would fall

I used to have
But I lost
They said make a move
Roll the dice
Its better to have tried

Now its better to have died
In these moments of sober thought
I have these thoughts
How can someone who has
Parallel my grief?

Yet we share
Every stone hits the same rock
Bottom
Is there always a bottom?
Or is that just another trap door

People are the wind
As they pass by
I sink into my bones
Its so easy to not move

To not cry
To feel
To see
To think

I hold a sign
Because what else would I do?
Sit on a bench?
Sleep under a tree?
People are the wind

Echoes first quiet, a pitch that hounds can barely hear.

Gently coaxing her. "Come now, no one has to know, just give in dear."


Blues and reds spinning. Sirens scream.

 So much better and yet so much worse.



Trying to beg. But no, they're tuned out.

I don't know any other route,
I still can't tell, no voice to shout.


They're all deaf! Please God, open just one ear.

All I want is to sit in a dark corner and cry.
But I have no tears my ducts have run dry.

I've had this feeling for months and months. I can't lose him, my devil still hunts.
Voices in my head trying to put me under his spell. I know one thing, I do not want to carry out their instruction, and perform there near-death stunts.

But you see, my resolve is week so it begins, through flesh I will saw.
With this there is no big mystery, there is only one conclusion one must draw....

This girl simply wishes to hurt no more.
"Please don't revive me!" She would implore.
From her final resting place; the bathroom floor

empty
was never a feeling
until i was wasted, drugged out of my face,
incoherent;
buzzed.
the world was blurry
were you a clown or just the face of the moon?
you left me sad,
i numbed it out --
with drugs, alcohol; whatever i could get.
i loved you.. forever and always
please don't forget me,
i could never forget you
come back, i love you so

You'll always yell "shotgun"
Begging someone to follow with "wedding"
But with every single shotgun
Only comes a pounding headache
Until it finally blows my head off
I only ever gave myself to be guarded
The only cocktails we share are Molotov
Yet I still don't regret what I started

Loving witness of my demise.
Crucial moment for you to see.
This crushes the feelings that make us cry.
Wish these people would just let me be.
I Unitntentionally push away the ones that mean good.
Ruin the relationships with a liftime of devotion.
Hopelessly thinking of what I could.
Lost sensation feelings and emotion.
This drug it burns it destorys lives.
Seeped into my inner soul and ruined.
Cut through me like the sharpest of knives.
The end in the distance is looming.
Please help build the strength to conquer.
My last chance to make amends.
Must keep pushing or im a goner.
Hear me god I need your help amen.

That first drink I took I
Regret
It was only a few shots but I
Got ****** off my head
Got so drunk so I could forget
Ecstasy so powerful, a craving so
Raw
Who knew I could break the law?
At 13 this happened
Right when most worried about
Nothing
I stole of my family to fund
Now I live right, but my childhood is
Gone