A free trial for suicide
Imagine how nice that'd be.

You'd be able to see
The next 24 hours
How they'd react to the news
If they'd react at all.

Imagine being able to see every cut caused,
Every rumor spread,
Every other suicide,
Caused by your own.

But imagine seeing
That nobody cared
Nobody's life would have been any different
At least it'd give you some closure.

And from there
You'd be able to decide
Is suicide really worth it?

I sit across from you and let my imagination play it's game darling I need a fix

Behind your ear, down your neck and a couple cigarettes away from your lips

The small of your back is dying to be pulled closer to me a nervous giggle slips

Stroking your rists softer than a breeze sliding to the palm of your hand tight grips

I'll lose my mind in your smell my breath singing your name. a moon in full eclipse

When it hits, it hits real hard they told me
Reality is cruel for a dreamer you see
It tell us we can never truly be that we wish to be
But still there are those who are willing to pay the fee

They dare to dream, to let their imagination run wild
They refuse to hold back or stop believing like a child
The know full well that reality is not too kind
They let in every positive vibe they can
find
They believe that those who preach reality are blind
So they continue dreaming, leaving the doubters behind

I for one have been told many a time to face reality
That it is only fitting so that I may survive in society
But I never really believed in formality
So I try to escape from reality, call it insanity

They told you to stop day dreaming and wishful thinking
Maybe that's the reason why your dreams are sinking

plum skies,
velvet eyes,
a familiar tune on your lips.
at peace, finally,
joyous serenity
as we await the apocalypse.

memories
full of wonder
and light
filled my mind
and sense of sight
those were
the dreams
in my imagination
a whole new world
in another dimension

How is it
That mere words
Create sounds
In our heads?
Zip
Thud
Plop
Gush
Clunk
Scrape
Warble
Twang
If you focus
Lend your ears
You can listen
To silent words
That truly resound
All around you

When the time would come,
if ever
And against their judgement, I'll choose to flee
Don't run away.

Stay,
And I'll be quiet in the corner;
The visitor
Don't worry,
I won't ask
if there's room for another broken soul

We broken souls
harbor all the space
There is.

We broken souls
save home for a never.