Sign-OffNobody can save me from myself, Or my memories.Nobody can save me from this place, Or what it means to me.Sometimes, I wonder if the rain is really fallingOr if gravity has lost it's hold and we're moving up.Sometimes, I wonder if the sky is full of lightning,Or if it's just my thoughts trying to explode.I miss being in control when I paint the pictures in my head.I miss knowing what is going to happen next in my life.Nobody can save meNobody can love meNobody can hold me... no more.Nobody can free meNobody can hear meNobody can know me... no more.I'm tired of waking up alone. Of waiting for the medication to work. Of not being in control.I am the worst type of person you know.As I sign-off remember how we were Don't try and save mePlease, just watch me go.As I sign-off,
In The SkyThen and there we found a dream,floating on glass, suspended in the sun.She shimmered like the rain that falls free,and free is what she longed to be;far away from her own private hell,and the nightmares that no one else could see.She was a dream, and as a dream she still slept,and the cold waters constantly pulled at heruntil they consumed all that she was,and all that remained was a husk, a shell of who she was.At the end of dreams, there are monsters;and her monsters found her, when her strength was sapped,pulled away put the jeers of shadows,masked in anonymity.No will to fight, no chance to breathe,they pulled her away, hard into the night,and the dream floating on the lake was overcome.Waves upon waves filled the void where she once lay,and the lake was placid no more.
RavenousShe stands at the edge of the clearing,sun lighting her hair on fire,gripping at the hole in her belly.Behind her,the world decays.She reaches into herselfas the blackness spreads across her skin,consuming her,consuming this reality.She screams.Silently at first,her hair flowing,shaking,trembling as an earthquakeviolently tears away at her,but then there is audio to this madness,and banshees are forced to cover their ears.She tears away at her own demise,breaking the world,shredding herself out of desperation.Blackness breaks and cracksas her skin crumbles and is pulled inside-- into the darkness that is all consuming,that is her.Her eyes close for the briefest momentbefore returning,two frozen lakes of mercury.She haunts this world,these dreams,long after it has all been pulled in,stretched out,and devoured.
DesireI don't think you'd believe meif I were to reach across this voidand touch your faceas I told you the truth.They say that this is who we are,but who are we supposed to beif not ourselves,hopeless and alone?If I were to whisper all the wordsyou always wanted to hearas the moon fell over uson the last cold night,what would you sayif I said I meant them all?