I am listening to you talk
but there are no spaces anymore to fill my voice
So I sit here in silence
Waiting for spaces
between your words
and between us.

And that left me nowhere
Flames grow outside
Flames grow inside
Flames grow up to your face
TO MY GOD
And your constellation under construction
never. Never
Never never
Never never
Ending
Flames
Blooming with sparks
That tarnish every blind ideal
That eat every voice I tried to comfort myself with
(James and john
Jones and jordan
Join )
But Red grows
You grow
I shrink
I am left behind
To an odd beat I can never write to
To the flames I will try to eat
To the embers you are.

Dichotomy of thoughts
Open wide the monsters crawl
Like spiders down your spine
With eight legs
Scratching
Raking
Taking
With devil eyes
And empty knives
Take fire to my brain
When prayers turn to soot around my brain
Nothing but some flames
Playing some horrible game 3
From screams refrain
When you know that hell burns on your tip of your tongue
Red to boil blood
Yellow smiles
Orange flyers
Come crashing out your eyes
Because sometimes
Knuckles were made by bruises
Yelling came from air that was once also inside your lungs
Dichotomy of thoughts
Empty eyes
Plastic hands
Sinful smiles
Play the game
Dress me up
Make a name
Dress me down
But don’t shout
Crawling in your thoughts
I’m sure
Are these
Open
Wide
The
Monsters
Crawl
When you think you closed the last door
To the hall.

I am tired of you  
And your lies
I am tires I'd knowing how you cry
You climbed ladder and said you were Christ
You took some bulbs and stuck them on your head
And said I am ******* god
But let's be honest to the bone
Polish your sandy alters
For the first time in decades
Let me tell you something
I an tired of the sorrys
Because your just ******* sorry I found out
I am titled of the I will change
Because all you do is change your lies
I am tires of knowing
That when you go on and **** her
You promised me your love.
Please tell me how you are different
Because I think your mask is full of fleas
I am third of writing words
That heal me less
And make you eternal
Because let me break it down
Let me so clealry honest
I want you so bad
Want you so ******* bad
To be who I thought you were
I can't deny
How much sleep I loose when I know
I don't have you.
Or the fireworks in your heart
You have them
A
*******
god
And me
I have coffee
For
How tired
I have become
I have drunk nights to yell at you at 12
I have arguments stuffed in my head
I have my hand open
To you
I have my heart closed
To your voice.
I have an ark full of things
For you
And I don't understand what she has
What she gave you
Devil
Oh devil
You become
Turning my heart to stone
Devil
You ******* devil
Just a *****
With a ****
As useful as any stick
Maybe one day it will click
You make me sick
Because you lick
Anything that you think will trick
No one will pick
You for love
Maybe just a glove.

Yes I want to fix you

and hold you

and tell you that when your curled into a tight knot on a bed

that I am there for you

I want to fix you

but when I stand so close I just forget that you are nothing more than a muse I watched a thousand times

Who told me things would get better, when I tried to swallow flames at night

I want to take your hugs and store them into jars along the kitchen sink

because I will always need them

And I am scared

I am scared

and **** it, I have a reason to believe in something more

When I grab your hand, I don’t feel venom

and I’m scared

Because I feel as if your body should radiate

needles

create roses

but I am scared

To believe that I cant fix you.

just love you.

Yes I want to fix you

and hold you

and tell you that when your curled into a tight knot on a bed

that I am there for you

I want to fix you

but when I stand so close I just forget that you are nothing more than a muse I watched a thousand times

Who told me things would get better, when I tried to swallow flames at night

I want to take your hugs and store them into jars along the kitchen sink

because I will always need them

And I am scared

I am scared

and **** it, I have a reason to believe in something more

When I grab your hand, I don’t feel venom

and I’m scared

Because I feel as if your body should radiate

needles

create roses

but I am scared

To believe that I cant fix you.

just love you.