Tell me not to feel just like i already am
I reach beyond my friends are already dead
Lie to my face and tell me hope is real
It makes no difference to me
My pain will never heal
Fascinate my inner thoughts to what
I perceive as beneficial
As the tormentor whispers:
"Beauty in all things"
I hope you get the picture i still bleed for
It's better that you know
I hold your head up so high
I'm drowning in the endless sea
As i reach for the only
The only outlook i know
I am crushed, estranged, embraced
By the unknown
The picture of emancipation
Right under my nose
Blissfully
Awaiting
For a sign of aspiration
Hopelessness
And agony
A friend indeed
"Yours in murder"
I feel like
A memory in time
Fading, from your mind
You feel me down your spine