I've kept my demons, In close proximity. Because, let's be honest, They're never far away. I do what I must, To keep them at bay. Their constant urge. The world turns, From vibrant to gray.
I'm a puppet You're a puppeteer Playing with my soul- Tangled in my fears Thrown from the highest spot The place between fantasy and reality Love and hate Sound of laughter interrupted by the waves in the ocean of tears I'm a puppet And you're a puppeteer Playing with my soul Covering my naked ghost with scars Like they are the only clothes that fit me perfectly. I'm a puppet And your a puppeteer Playing with my soul Taking my ****** tears Producing lipstick Putting smile on my face with it.
LET ME DROWN IN MY OWN SORROW YOU DO NOT LOVE ME THE WAY I LOVE YOU AND IT KILLS ME AND I'D RATHER DROWN IN MY SORROW THEN BE KILLED BY THE ONE I LOVE SO VERY MUCH
auburn days roll by like the end of a lit cigarette, with a puff of smoke and emotionless lipstick stains. seasons pass like the whiskey bottle is drained to an end to drown those emotionless lipstick stains. tears tick by like the bottle of pills that cover the crisp bathroom floor escaping the pain of emotionless lipstick stains. life comes to a halt like the budding drops of crimson blood that paint my favorite bracelet running away from the emotionless lipstick stains.
today i watched her play with her hair i watched her cute little fingers while she raveled it, she made braids, a ponnytail i was charmed , i was lost in the time.