If only I could be aware,
that I'm not the one that you want to possess;
Is it wrong, if I yearn you in my heart?

If only it could be accepted,
that our love does never exist;
Do I ever exist in your heart?

You're my sacred distraction,
you shake me hard
and shoot me high
into a web of stars,
I hover weightlessly
inside your charming Universe,
until I'm dancing on air
and breathing in your
sweet remedy,
until you've saved me
once more.

The more I think about it
The more I put it off
The more I realize that you were just a distraction
That your love was just a reaction
That I could wake up tomorrow and leave as you make ****** coffee in our tiny kitchen whose tiles are chipped because we threw that party and your friend got drunk and busted them with a steak knife
We laughed about it later
But I think it was scary
And that’s how it always was
We could laugh it off and call them good times
but when I showered and the water was cold and sent icepricks down my spine and numbed the bruises from your hands was when I knew
you couldn’t change
I stuck around a little longer because I thought you made me happy
and I thought that /without you/
I was nothing more than an empty shell
A fragile frame filled with childish hopes and dreams
A girl who wanted to grow into a woman but she couldn’t
Not while she was with you
I packed my bags last night and I left the apartment while you were showering
I’m going back to my parents’ house and I’m going to figure out what I’m doing
and then maybe that girl can get her life straightened into a long highway instead of the crumbling sidewalk she once shared with you

When it comes for the weekend,
I'm happy to have a short break
from the hectic daily life of school.
...but
I'm grounded, stuck in my room.
Netflix, Youtube, and video games
help distract me...
...but
I feel really lonely.
so inexplicably lonely.

"I'm bored"
Please tell me what to do so I won't hurt myslef
Please keep me happy because my demons are coming
Please distract me from myself
Please help hide me from my thoughts
Please just help me

The sun on my face distracts me from my father,
as he yells in my ears how much of a disgrace I have become.
His voice, shadowed by the dark clouds that hide the sun,
becomes a tiny speck of mud. I stamp on mud on a hill run.
The smell of stella artois spills from his mouth,
as he warns me of the dangers of birthing a dark child or none at all.
His impatience grows louder, as I gaze at the white streak in the sky above,
internally questioning whether it is
A. a chemtrail, that casts nauseating ignorance, as evident by the neanderthal beside me
or
B. a magic carpet, that could transport me somewhere else; somewhere the sun shines and the clouds never have to come out.

The world
it overwhelms me
and i figured out the cause

point to something
and I'll tell you why it is SO beautiful
ANYTHING
give me a situation

I figured it out
Why I over think over think
because everything is beautiful
and GOD it keeps my mind running
I want to look at it longer
and I want to elaborate on it in my head
forever.

(in a thick Scottish brogue)
Reality bites,
And so do I.
This little worm on a hook, called "distraction" is wriggling wry...
Let him fill my insides!
Terrified, I now fly!
Wired to a wizards whimsical wishes
Flying fishes wondering why.
Lost it, from snowballs to fishes;
Did the point get diminished?
Illustrating imagination,
Illuminating our kingdom nation;
To the darker side.
That Joker cannot hide.
S'come down to You & I.
I'd die, to hear a reply;
Wade through the ****** tears in Your eyes... please, hold me tight!
Alone; I'll never defeat, "the other guy".

God knows, my mother tried...
But the warlocks worm...
She swallowed a juicy lie.
But, through repentance-true...
She will turn around and choose to,
Follow You.
Lord God, I'm calling You.
Please hear my cry, I am so blue.
Know I'm not trying to impress anyone,
Just looking for thee open Son.

The snowflake it takes, to deliver an avalanche, must have a similar feel for that;
Just how I feel in-fact.
The ground from which I "fell upon"
Lets loose, now I'm falling so fast and all my friends are falling too!
Are we tumbling to our doom!?

The air in the room, is vacuumed out;
No doubt your mind is frozen solid now.

With the Genjutsu shout;
Your feast is ceased and now,
Its only famine and drought.

Why all this camotion, inside our souls?

Who speaks it?  Who needs it?
Distractions, just aren't enough, and they're starting to take thier toll!

**** it.    I'm done.
                      Guess I'll just let the dice roll!

What if the feeling of satisfaction
Is merely an ignorant distraction
From the harsh realities of our planet
Where chaos draws humans like a magnet?