my voice is hoarse- so pardon me if I whisper my urgency
tasting the lips of such a forbidden lover. I never wanted this again

it's just so easy to run away/ it's just so easy to not care
when the only way is up- and the comedown hurts so much
I never wanted this again. but I'd never give it up
I'd never care- if I could

there's a broken picture on the nightstand. a shattered image
fractured just enough- to hide the lines of fault
luminous enough/ to tell me that it's all alright- everything is alright
every.thing. is fucking [ok] in a cold set of eyes
and nothing is ever right.
nobody could care- and I couldn't give a damn
if only

apathy would be welcome- in liquid form. and denial still blinds me
and it would be so easy to just _run.away. /to not care
to never look back. I can go back on a word or two. it never hurt anyone
[but me]

and it would be so easy to watch the world die- through those cold eyes again
to kill tomorrow.

-
I never wanted this. again

my arms ache and my eyes are bloodshot- is this really life.
is this how it always goes- you fight- and fight
to end up back where you began/ to end up dead. with a fake smile upon your face
punctuated by periods of peace- often. far too short


an empty ashtray and a broken heart- with smoke filling the room
it's so easy to run away. it's so easy to not care- far too easy
and I don't want this again

the fall is what kills you- and the nights are always too long
I'd die again- just to make [this]

go.away

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