Searching fulfillment in empty one liners, but nothing that will cure this curse.
Try and force something out of nothing, worthless dominates my words.
If one line has potential to save a life and my footsteps aren't alone in the sand.
Turn up the volts! Shocked me into hopeless, helpless hope.
Looking to Reading for inspiration, but it's a coin flip with condemnation.
I've dropped into C#, writing lines still far apart.
Dry like the sand lines and I'm praying for this last restart.
Repetition after repetition...
Bad decisions after bad decisions...
Last act and final show...
Hopeless and alone....
FORCE ME!
I'll die...
LOVE ME!
I'll cry...
Try and force something out of nothing, faking salvation in repeat.
Just set me free and let it come to me, my claustrophobic enemies....