Life's like a cigarette
Once it lits the euphoria invades my lungs
The memories I once had of you, now gone

This cold, winter night is nothing without you
I miss you, but you're not here and I accept that
This cigarette is like you

It only can be lit once

The moon shines bright
The wind howls emptiness
The sound of leaves rustling

A man standing, staring at the sky
His throat hurts, screaming his heart out
His pain never heard

A gun resting in his hand
Nothing can be heard but a single soothing voice
"It's time to come home, my son"
*Bang

The void in my stomach
The insatiable hunger
The longing to be full

The pit in my heart
The boiling anger
The cold sadness

The electricity in my brain
The shock of thoughts
The action of giving up

the reflection of my eyes stare deep into mine
the tightness of my tie threatening to strangle me
the numbness rain hits my umbrella, traces down my nose

the suit and tie covers your cold corpse
that same smile that you had when you first saw me plastered on your face
you look so peaceful, content with your life now at its end

the cold air, the cold rain, my body is so cold
but my tears are so warm, running down my face
the silent sobs heard, my heart tightening with each gasp

the tears from everyone, the laughter of memories being told
the happiness of everyone thinking of you
that's what you are

youre nothing but a memory to me
and i hate myself for that
that is why i chose to place my rose on your casket

i dont want to hold onto my pain and sadness
i want you to feel my love for you
with this, i hope you can see the type of person ill grow up to be
as you watch me from heaven

i repress everything and thats okay
emotions are nothing but a hinderence
they are just a blur
or am i the blur?

the blur that i reflect inside of me
it only burns me more
but ive been burned before
is that it? am i just going to be burned?

im not that great, im not that smart
im not the cutest, im not the funniest
im not the best, im not the worst

youre smart, youre funny, youre quick-witted
and youre flawed, youre very flawed

is it because of those flaws, that you chose someone else
is it because of those flaws, that they understand you more
is it because of those flaws, that you dont see me for who i am

or are you not flawed at all

am i the flawed one?

your words are like a spell
they got me compelling

youre a drug and im addicted
i cant stop this euphoria

i want nothing more than to feel the high
i want it all too myself