Retrospective verbs taken too literal,
I’m falling back in spirals trying to get grip of the concrete
But my feet can’t seep into this world no more.
My toes go thru like beach sand
Just this time the sun don’t come no more.
Maybe I’m trying too hard,
Fatigue kicked my ass the other day when I realized I wasn’t as strong as
The past, revelations of misunderstood incidents brought a mourn that I still don’t understand.
I’ve let time die,
My life decays,
My skin wrinkles and I’m still the same person I was yesterday.
Why do you this?
Of course I’m talking to myself,
Do I make sense? NO.
Of course, so why bother?
So stay erect and push through it like you’re piercing thru the womb.
Explicit similes to show the strength of life,
Love, life’s meaning but we’re too blinded by that flashy shit.
Because I can not see no more! Where the fuck is the right way when every where you go is the same fucking place.
And I don’t understand where is home when the place you sleep is the demons cavern
There’s no bright lights in here,
This blood in me don’t flow no more.
I stopped the circulation a long time ago,
Age 15 with a passion for razor blades sharper than my stupid wit.
I done killed myself time after time,
I swore this would be the last time
I swear darling, times have changed and the clock don’t work no more so tell me what’s the hurry when I cant feel it no more.
I know I don’t make sense and you’re already half way gone but I can still see a part of you under this moonlight.
I’m talking to the dead, those parts in me you left to rot
When you sought to for something else,
I was supposed to be the answer. But you left me with questions that were implausible,
I’m sorry that I’m tangled.
You got me caught somewhere in between the cytoplasm in your genes,
And you know they say the wondrous feeling of love overpowers lust even in the dimmest lights.
Not embryonic structures but the construction of a new ideal found in the blueprints of the heart.
The sugar sweet side of gluttony has met the salt of your skin,
I’m suddenly not so hungry no more.
The ambition to become the knight on the white horse is gone,
The rain has rusted my armor.
My body weak, I can no longer hold this sword.
S how will I defend you now?
How will I walk over the shattered parts you left behind when you took the shoes up off my feet?
I need to stop, they always tell me to fucking stop.
But you can never stop,
The chase is always on and even with these blisters on my skin, I will succeed.
So don’t tell me that you can only do so much when the sky is limitless,
I swear you took the nebulas from the sky,
That’s why my life became so blank when you left.
And I don’t know what’s left of me when astronomy was my favorite thing to talk about.
We both know I wasn’t much to begin with, my charisma wasn’t the strongest
And even with the lights on I saw the darkest spaces.
Because there’s a negative in everything, and I’m the first to admit it’s okay to feel this way
Let me minimalize the possibilities and put this into the most standard equation,
I fucking hate myself.
And not even with all the praise in the world, would I be able to lift myself up again.