Restless
Excess
Meaningless
Purpose
Trying to focus
Now that there’s no us
Cleaning off the rust
Trust
Lust
Fuck us
Must bust
Mixed up just like I’m suppose to be
I know that together we aren’t free
We can clearly fucking see
This feeling nothing like ecstasy
I want to love you
& break thru
but something darker
has begun to bloom
confusing bright
losing sight
breaking light
waking night
forcing tight
making might
sinking hight
fucking fight
amusing right?
broken thoughts
coming apart
breaking my heart
ending the start
confusing bright
losing sight
breaking light
waking night
forcing tight
making might
sinking hight
fucking fight
amusing right?
I used you
you used me
we hoped to be
but we’ll never be
bite the sheet
time to eat
now taste
restless happiness
lonely togetherness
painful bliss
fucking mess
made for us
nothings next
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