closure

 

breathe out

–you’ve been holding your breath for too long

accept the feeling

accept the loss of control

it’s not yours to worry about anymore

no more wondering

no more banging and scratching on the door

breath out,

 

let go of the handle

turn around and see what you’ve been missing out

 

you see? you’ve made it to a new place now and you can finally rest,

turn away from that door, take a look around

this is it, this is your new home,

this is closure

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love/hate

I pray that I’m wrong about you

always prayin I’m wrong about you

every time I left

and every time I came back

Every time you come back around

I think maybe I was wrong

but then you shed a light on the truth that I hate

I don’t want to wait

I don’t want to wait

but here I am still waiting

waiting/hoping/begging to be wrong

 

 

The king

So now you have a nack for making people feel alone. With your selfishness and self righteousness and your dying need to sit upon your empty throne. While the booze fills your belly and the drugs fill your blood. While the sadness fills your soul and you keep wanting something more. You sit everyone down. A crowd to watch you fade away and fizzle out

When you know you know (lol)

So it was always her. And I was always right. Right in the worst way. When you want so badly to be wrong. Guess I was always a rebound or a stepping stone to lead you back home. And your home is her and my home is empty searching for peace within the mess of all this. the mess of the lies and the things we tell ourselves so we can sleep at night. And I still dream of you and play future movies in my head. What a fucking delusion thinking we were meant to be what a fictional story what ironic hypocrisy. Guess love really does make you blind. Guess tonight’s the night I leave you behind.