There are flowers on my duvet covers
I guess you could say that I sleep in a flower bed

Can anyone be true to themselves?
Or can we just be true to the person we think we are

As subtle as a sun shower
My tears become one with rain
Loosely connected dreams hold my love letters are bay
All I ever wanted
Was to know your name
I guess I'll have to ask you on another day

I can't be happy
Because every time I smile
I know i'm going to be sad again

Lackluster eyes and SSRIS
Thoughts turn to ash
When anxiety thrives
The raging fire never ends
Until there is nothing left to burn
The mind is like a forest
That can be burned down to a crisp

Some people only want to live
When they are about to die

The world looked blurry
Like a background in a movie
All I could see was you
But once I closed my eyes
I awoke alone in my room

Shadows do not discriminate
They stay and change
Sometimes they go away
Hide in the darkest nights
And live in the brightest days

If I took your shadow
I could not tell
If you were black or white
Had scars
Tattoos
Or hair that was blue
Our form is more or less the same

If I saw your shadow again
I wonder
Could I tell you apart?

The only thing worse than silence
Is being utterly alone

In silence I fall
Into the endless abyss

Scrolling through my words
I thought I said too much
But maybe it was not enough

Scrolling through our pictures
I thought this could be forever
But deep down I knew it could not

Scrolling through my life
It only takes a few flicks
One day it was okay
The next it was not
Or maybe it was never okay

It rains inside
When you lie
My body fills
Pass the lungs
And pass the heart
I start to drown and attempt to cry
But tears do not form
They stay inside
Maybe I will drown tonight
Not for real
But just inside
And I will ask myself tommorow
If I am still alive

And when your brain starts to falter
Just sit by your altar
I like to alternate between something missing and
My heart seeps through
No blood is enough to do
What should I do
Im so confused
I hear words that were never used
I see thoughts that I wish I could not view
What is life
If life is always blue

**** I hate commentary's
They ruin every show
That **** in real life too
They just make me want to be alone

I'm messy
My hair
My room
My mind
My writing goes where it wants
And takes me deep inside

Dreams are my escape
Writing is my death wish
My walls are always listening
I scream when they leave
And get lost in my head
I don't wish I was dead
I wish I was away
The background knows me best

Overwhelmed by silence
I'll fall asleep soon
Until then I will think
About why I feel blue

There she lay
Shrouded in the darkness off his mind
Her eyes were as bright as the moon
She had nothing to hide
I think there was a spark
He felt a warmth from within
But the light eventually succumb
And his mind went back to numb

I think its beautiful how
the things that push us the furthest away
can bring us the closest together

There she lay
Between the Earth and the clouds
Asking the stars 'Please let me down'
Floating away as the thoughts left her head
She only wondered what would be if
And what would come next
As she left past the clouds and the marble-white moon
She felt the cold of the void
No more beautiful blue
Past the vast and small spheres
She drifted for miles
Empty and alone
Until the stars found her eyes
She turned around and saw the heavenly view

Where did the colour go
The words on this paper just show black and white

All I see is outlines on this path that I walk
Without you
The colour has faded
It feels endless
Until it is no longer
The beauty of life
Is that nothing can stay
One day I will be breathing
And the next my body will decay

I hate how nothing makes sense
I put words together
My mind fears the past tense
My heart is so livid
I can't deal with this ****
I travel through time

When they don't know
The way the wind blows
Nothing but their breathing flows
Their mind takes them where they want to go
But deep down
Beneath their shallow insecurities
Lies something truly horrible
Their deepest darkest sadness shows
And its hurts so much
Because their empty apologies are just words for show
They think they are okay
But they are not
I am not okay
But at least that I know