Self Portrait on the Dark side of Optimism...

[bleedashesdied]

the ground breaks and falls grinding day light to dusk
in a world we learned could fall with no comforting touch
and in trust we guide such beaconing lust
till we break down and fuss
confession in fashions less original to a sense
built of trust
god we love it soo much

living life in a last cigarette,
i promised would last through this conversation,
dependent on regret
living life and lie in shadowed descendants
such a small world we all know our names through a friend of a friend in a lovers dismissed for again

i really need some time to my self
to forget all this happened
to forget all within
i let go and shattered all nerves in my skin
and i couldn't be more happy
i've forgotten to live

i give u time, u give me weakness
i give u lies, u're so facetious on a constant basis
i'll tell my fables, i'm never able to speak to an angle in truth
so desperate for an outline i've always seen through
so change shapes, change your name, change that porcelain mask
i'm still dieing of deprivation and despriratation to laugh
fake emotion that we hope would lead us to patterns elapsed
you wont make this easy yet it wont be your best