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Mitch Prax Jan 2014
She waits
Waiting for the phone to ring
Waiting for an end in the arguing
It keeps her up all night
but she’s gotten used to the silence
In the darkness, she finds a balance
her mind races
Each passing day feels the same
When repetition is her only game
dragging herself out of bed
hanging onto life by the thread
And out into the world she goes
but inside, she withers like a rose
Feeling like an unread book upon the shelf
Ink upon her skin, she’s an artwork in itself
standing there in her home-made dress
she sewed with the threads of distress
But she’s not dressed to impress
The perfect mess
Mitch Prax Feb 2014
We’ve been out there, alone
Chasing something that isn’t there
It’s taken me far too long
To realize that everything,
Everything we’ve ever wanted
Everything we've ever dreamed
Has been right there in front of us
Right there in each other’s eyes
Mitch Prax Feb 2014
You can’t keep me out
You thought you had a choice
You thought you had a thought of your own
I’ll destroy you and waste all your time
I’ll make you think I’m all there is to life
I use you up as you go down the line
I am lust
Mitch Prax Feb 2014
The clock strikes 3:33
Oh what a time to feel so lonely
The rain outside, it’s bittersweet
The air is thin, a pulsing heat
And every night you’ll tell yourself
That everything will be alright
You’ll pick your journal from the shelf
And find solace in the night
Mitch Prax Jun 2014
In your eyes
A fascinating insight
A window
For a soul of glass
A fragile heart
A delicate mind
Torn apart
One too many times
Mitch Prax Jun 2014
There’s a song
In your heart
It screams for melody
A harmony to tear you apart
A thousand notes
All in one
A heavenly sound
That can't be undone
Mitch Prax Mar 2014
Today I feel happy
But how long will it last
Like boat swept beneath the sea
I feel myself drowning in the past
I’m a prisoner of my own mind
Staring helplessly through the bars
Wanting to escape, to unwind
To a time before I felt these scars
Mitch Prax Jul 2014
Of this sorrow
The heavens fall
Alone in the cosmos
Where only darkness crawls

Of this sorrow
The silence screams
There’s no more afterglow
There’s no more dreams

Of this sorrow
This feeling lingers on
It circles me like a crow
And in one swoop I am gone
Lillith Foxx Apr 2014
doesn't this city just make you want to break things
doesn't this city just make you ******* hate things
doesn't this city just make you want to run
want to invest
in a knife
or a gun

don't all these people just drive you insane
and don't all these people always ask your name
just to forget
in a sec-ond
why they even came

into this world,
for shame
for shame

and wasn't it just the other ******* day
that you thought to yourself

maybe I can escape

and wasn't it just
the other ******* day
you told yourself

I can break the **** away

but here you are in the same **** place

and here you are
losing the rodent race.

because money is tight
and morals are loose

and who gives a single ****,
if their neck's in a noose

I mean, baby, or *******,
all these little games,
come on baby,
my *******
we're wasting away

bourbon,
no-
whiskey

the devil in a drink

he pulls me straight past hades,
to deeper depths I sink

And it's the scars that you can't see
that run the ******* deepest

and who are you to say
I shouldn't ******* drink this

How dare you look at me
and say I shouldn't smoke,

I look at you-
and encourage you to choke.

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