Looking out the window, I mask the houses through the horizon, to see a vision so true, that can only be blue. Bite the bullet, see me from dusk to dawn Every day seems like another one out the back of a shotgun.
I spend my hours lonely Staring at a phone that doesn't ring Lying to myself Pretending not to feel the sting Around my room in laps I pace Because it is hard to stay standing still Restless and anxious I can't concentrate Distress is too strong to **** A tiny part of me is relieved To see you haven't changed at all It makes it easier to stand nt ground When back to you I want to crawl You must be a magician Putting me under a spell With one wave of your wand enchanted Conjuring heaven We're really in hell You keep my adoration in your pocket Instead of in your heart It's obvious I am the only half affected When our lives are forced apart It feels as though I inhabit a cage Only when you disappear Your absence holds me captive Then am freed when you get near Dancing on a narrow line Seperating sense and satiety If I succumb to my shameful desires That means forfeiting my sanity Trapped behind bars inside my brain Cannot escape my expectations Disappointment is inevitable Yet I still surrender to sweet temptation Shades of blue inside and out Mixed with the occasional grey or black All other colors vanished with my trust I'm pretty sure they're not coming back Cloaked in heavy misery Weighs down my overwhelmed soul You don't even have the decency To return all the time that you stole You placed stars directly in my eyes Just so you could watch them burn out Ignorance was comfortable Til you showed me what I now live without Silence chokes with an icy grip Solitude freezes spirit right through my skin No matter how many games you play with my emotions I still participate although it's impossible to win
I almost titled this "Sad ***** Hours" buuut figured those who dont get that reference might be offended haha
Racing thoughts do me no good Why they wait for when I lay I never understood, Darkened hours when all I want Is to drift in skies with unfocused eyes From twisted hells to jubilant highs All forgot, the following day
drifting musings I had more ideas but brevity suites this