Trapped in a bubble
Floating on the surface
Tensions waning
Crashing as I lie
You criticize me
Advertise me
Gave me pockets of lies
Come inside
Sit down and chat
Take back everything you lack
Vent your frustrations
Adorations
I’m begging you to take it back
Push lead through the back
I’m asking
I’m pleading
No more pain
No more guilt
Bad memory quilts
Detoriate
Rot
Lie me in the mahogony cot
I swear I’m good to no one
I promise you’ll find it fun
No more sunsets
No more drunk nights
You finally have won.
Give me it all
Show me I was wrong
Trace me down through forgotten song
I only ask to be held as you do it
You don’t have to look at all
You can wear earplugs
So you don’t hear the shell fall
So you don’t hear my breath stall
So you don’t hear my happiness call.
Two more forward
No ground back
No more bad news
Only black
Blood might mourn, few others too.
I guess I’m selfish, just like you.

January 29th, 2019 1:38am