static.

[articulatewaste]

bloodshot eyes crave
shadow chases light away
the television broadcasts dreams

i will stay up all night until the stars fade into day. the truth is always true, even when you dont want it to be.

vengence is a vacant idea
when all of my wills are shamed
crawling twards a dream
that melts like ice to the touch

i'll stay underwater
til i'm ready to breathe
sometimes its so hard to breathe
i know space and time wont forgive me

words will be words
and yesterday always fades
i feel it all around me
my bloodshot eyes are tired
giving without regret.
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