#deadair
Knocked down light poles,
Stuck-standing inside the road-crack
Busted pipes, roofless shelters, shapeless vehicles,
Dead air in every breath you take
Milton, Ian, Floyd, Kirk, Audrey, Bob
There’s a reason you are my exes!!
Oct 12, 2024
Oct 12, 2024 at 12:13 AM UTC
Knives aimed, thundered voices;
Feeble thoughts and shallow reasons;
Blinders on, deafened ears;
Fragile freedom on her knees.
Shame on your bloodied hands!
Shame on your hollow conscience!
This is where it begins--the depths of her despair;
In muffled breaths of dead air.
Jul 11, 2020
Jul 11, 2020 at 11:20 AM UTC
He ran out of things to say
How could he run out of things to talk about?
His tongue, was drying out
Another sixty seconds
He wouldn't even be able to make a sound
I'm scared, he's scared
Dead air, Dead air, Dead air
You could **** a lot of things
And nobody would look twice
Dead air, Dead air
He was still grinning
Does he not know?
I'm dead inside
Home no longer a saftey zone
He comes
I'm here, I'm yours, I'm sick
I just wanted to be famous
Feb 2, 2019
Feb 2, 2019 at 4:54 PM UTC