all I hear are the careful whispers worthless lies, that trickle like raindrops and harden only when they hit the surface, they wrap a cocoon around this flimsy bracket that calls itself a heart.
we used to be like sunshine, perfection, unblemished but all is strained and all is dead and withered, my bones are brittle you're an archaic nightmare. we're decaying.
I've cut out my ears traced around them like tissue and placed them on the kitchen table dined on the same table knowing this cocktail of self-destruction and worthlessness has just been put to rest.
Dont tell me the moon is shining, show me the glint of light on broken glass.
This is laziness, letting the world outside submerge this world that I have created--
It is crumbling and disappearing, fading into a forgotten memory
like saturday nights, eating icecream with the gang or loitering at playgrounds with a cigarette in hand I will rebuild because I can and return to the darkness and dimly lit corridors
I am creating verses like a first time robber pulling the trigger without waiting for the bang never turning to check for success, or purpose, or light --
This is laziness, the taste of iced tea mixed with your scent that wicked smile.
Dont tell me the moon is shining, show me the glint of light on broken glass.
the searchlights won't find us we're invisible the race and their faults won't reach us we're invincible and floating beyong utopia is not inconcievable.
striving for lowly dreams bring all happiness and outstretched hands with nothing in them are magnificent, telling lies won't damage trust and you and I are not at war.
4.
(wrote this for a randomer on the internet but I guess it counts. Not very good though xD) It's all about dashing brains out and cutting into flesh carving emotions out of skin making sure that "you're alive" and killing yourself is the way to the truth -- like cracking necks and breaking hearts makes me more human, makes me more alive.
this blood just seeps further into the carpet settles in the cess pit with my dreams never realised because I sat with arms akimbo and eyes wide shut.
Dont tell me the moon is shining, show me the glint of light on broken glass.
I love four. 'like cracking necks and breaking hearts/makes me more human, makes me more/alive.' gorgeeeeous.
eyes wide shut <3
I am nothing but a mouthful of 'sorry's, half-hearted apologies that roll of my tongue, smoothquick, like 'r's or maybe like pocket candy that's just a bit too sweet.
sadly, you are always a sickly yellow never bright enough, not even mellow an ochre; parasite like it's no wonder you want to die.
6.
The windows are open, do you dare jump? Take brisk steps towards open air, and taste the freedom you will feel as you slam into perfect alabaster. Will you take a swandive? one devoid of love and humanity, graceless as can be.
You will be reborn in your bravery, but have accomplished nothing, this world will always forget you like the faces in the photographs with the eyes scratched out.
Your death, this death feels eternal How great it is to be free? Not dead inside or afraid, bored, hurt, confused, not even betrayed. This world I see, surpasses heavy loads. To live and breathe, a constant curse.
I think, maybe I'll end it now.
7.
happy
cross out all the vows, the unkept promises, those lies, erase all crimes.
be angel-like stare out the dark stick out your tongue, at all doom & gloom
because it's easier and faster, maybe you'll retain that lightness of heart.
Dont tell me the moon is shining, show me the glint of light on broken glass.
two steps forward, take none back you've been told all you need to hear now face the world with ears stuffed with wool "you need to see your world" understand what lies beneath the sounds, that golden sun and distant supernovas a force so novel it's misunderstood like that abstract painting that consisted of a dot.
9.
I love taking your bones apart hiding them in corners that you can't reach and laughing as you search.
Dont tell me the moon is shining, show me the glint of light on broken glass.
take account of the lonely footprints in the snow the barren wasteland of a human's mind where your words stop and stare, these clipped vowels that cut your tongue and somewhere inside you hear the snapping that signals the end, you've never really had much to give.
emptyhandedness is seconded by emptymindedness you are a skeleton in a cave lacking body but you think and see, you have no eyes how can you be?
you are an abomination promises written in the blood of innocents destined for a space inside your head never to feel pain, or anger only to exist--
you are the maker of the footprints invisible to your prison imprisoned by your creation.
11.
lost
it's a big cake high up in the sky out of my reach yet i jump to heights that i will never attain falling each time i take a risk.
Dont tell me the moon is shining, show me the glint of light on broken glass.
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