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Taking up all the space not occupied
My mind searching for some sort of acceptance
It’s crazy, this is crazy
There’s no reason to be upset
Is the right thing fear? And pain? And rain? And shame? And games, back and forth games
I can’t take it anymore; it’s too hard to sit here
Wish here
Dream here
Die here
Lie here
Die here
Alone bleeding
Not really
But bleeding inside
Because it hurts
You hurt
This hurt
I hurt
And I’m still trying to grasp onto something
Something
Something
I don’t even know what I’m talking about
This is crazy
It’s cold, isn’t it?
Can you hear me?
I said it’s cold here isn’t it?
No, no,
Of course not
Of course, anything to disagree
I said its cold here isn’t it?
Did you hear me?
Well, I’m sure as hell shivering
Maybe it’s me
Maybe
Maybe it’s me
It’s always me
Can you hear me?
I said maybe it’s me
These words, just words
But they speak to me like nobody else
They listen to me like nobody else
They laugh with me
They cry with me
They lie with me
They die with me
Lament, lament
My lament
Oh no, I’m confused again
Did you hear me?
I’m confused again
What about you?
Are you cold?
Back and forth, I think I’m pacing
Racing
Shaking
Making something
Nothing
What, something?
Anything
Tasting death on my tongue
The bite of death is sharp
I’m breathing
No stop
In out in out
Breathe no
Harder again
It’s harder to breathe now more than ever
Will you share?
Care?
Dare to do what?
Wait? Where was I going with that last thing…?
I forget
I forgot
I always forget
It’s too hard now
Harder now more than ever
To stand here
Confused
Dazed
Confused
Dying
Lying
Crying
Wait did I say dying?
And crying
Prying into my heart
My mind
My soul
My secret wishes dreams darkness hurt pain tears loves fears I want
I wish
I had
I could
I would
I should
Do something
Wait, wait
No I forgot again
I should do something to save the world
Society
You me
It what? It? No
You
All
Maybe I’m too late
Apparent future now so real
I guess I can’t
I won’t
I can’t hide it any longer
It’s too real
Too real
Too close
Death
Not impending
Real
Have you ever kissed death before?
Well come here lover, I’ll lay one on you
Smack
Crack
Whack
Lack
Lack I’m lacking something
Waste time
Again
All unending
All impending
All I’m lending
I’m sending
I’m mending
Bending
Yeah, I’m bending
I’m bending over backwards for you
And you aren’t catching me from falling
You asshole
I’m not crazy
It’s all just a little hazy
But I’m not crazy
My eyes
Are frozen open
Silver eyelashes
Blackness
Stays
There forever
There
It’s rare
No it’s not
Not for me
It’s there
What a pure substance
A quintessential dream
Pure
So pure
Pure
What is purity?
Viral memory
Infected truth
Dreams
Lick
Tick
Sick
Stick in my back
A knife
In my neck
Death
Kiss death
Love death
Caress it
Are you cold now?
Do I make you cold?
Am I a slap in the face?
Just what you need?
Heed?
Bleed?
Do you bleed for me now?
Read me for now?
Lead for me now?
Do you bleed clear blood?
The texture of mucus all over your hands
Numb
Smells like reality
Mixed with conformity
Things you say shouldn’t be
And death inside
Even though you can’t smell it
It’s in there
It’s in you
Rotting
Mucus covered soul
My mind searching for some sort of acceptance
It’s crazy, this is crazy
There’s no reason to be upset
Is the right thing fear? And pain? And rain? And shame? And games, back and forth games
I can’t take it anymore; it’s too hard to sit here
Wish here
Dream here
Die here
Lie here
Die here
Alone bleeding
Not really
But bleeding inside
Because it hurts
You hurt
This hurt
I hurt
And I’m still trying to grasp onto something
Something
Something
I don’t even know what I’m talking about
This is crazy
It’s cold, isn’t it?
Can you hear me?
I said it’s cold here isn’t it?
No, no,
Of course not
Of course, anything to disagree
I said its cold here isn’t it?
Did you hear me?
Well, I’m sure as hell shivering
Maybe it’s me
Maybe
Maybe it’s me
It’s always me
Can you hear me?
I said maybe it’s me
These words, just words
But they speak to me like nobody else
They listen to me like nobody else
They laugh with me
They cry with me
They lie with me
They die with me
Lament, lament
My lament
Oh no, I’m confused again
Did you hear me?
I’m confused again
What about you?
Are you cold?
Back and forth, I think I’m pacing
Racing
Shaking
Making something
Nothing
What, something?
Anything
Tasting death on my tongue
The bite of death is sharp
I’m breathing
No stop
In out in out
Breathe no
Harder again
It’s harder to breathe now more than ever
Will you share?
Care?
Dare to do what?
Wait? Where was I going with that last thing…?
I forget
I forgot
I always forget
It’s too hard now
Harder now more than ever
To stand here
Confused
Dazed
Confused
Dying
Lying
Crying
Wait did I say dying?
And crying
Prying into my heart
My mind
My soul
My secret wishes dreams darkness hurt pain tears loves fears I want
I wish
I had
I could
I would
I should
Do something
Wait, wait
No I forgot again
I should do something to save the world
Society
You me
It what? It? No
You
All
Maybe I’m too late
Apparent future now so real
I guess I can’t
I won’t
I can’t hide it any longer
It’s too real
Too real
Too close
Death
Not impending
Real
Have you ever kissed death before?
Well come here lover, I’ll lay one on you
Smack
Crack
Whack
Lack
Lack I’m lacking something
Waste time
Again
All unending
All impending
All I’m lending
I’m sending
I’m mending
Bending
Yeah, I’m bending
I’m bending over backwards for you
And you aren’t catching me from falling
You asshole
I’m not crazy
It’s all just a little hazy
But I’m not crazy
My eyes
Are frozen open
Silver eyelashes
Blackness
Stays
There forever
There
It’s rare
No it’s not
Not for me
It’s there
What a pure substance
A quintessential dream
Pure
So pure
Pure
What is purity?
Viral memory
Infected truth
Dreams
Lick
Tick
Sick
Stick in my back
A knife
In my neck
Death
Kiss death
Love death
Caress it
Are you cold now?
Do I make you cold?
Am I a slap in the face?
Just what you need?
Heed?
Bleed?
Do you bleed for me now?
Read me for now?
Lead for me now?
Do you bleed clear blood?
The texture of mucus all over your hands
Numb
Smells like reality
Mixed with conformity
Things you say shouldn’t be
And death inside
Even though you can’t smell it
It’s in there
It’s in you
Rotting
Mucus covered soul