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Blank eyes stare up at me,
From my canvas below.
Features run amok,
From the forehead to the jawbone.
Those parted lips,
Crisped by d..
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Paper hearts,
And paper dolls,
Lining up in single file,
Sick fashion,
Everlasting,
Until the end of the day,
Twelve at night,
Qu..
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Too many meaningless cigarettes.
Too many disinterested kisses.
Too much too soon and not enough spooning,
Under the sheets.
Too little lo..
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My heart broke,
Every day,
With you...
Not all at once,
Like sugarglass,
But slowly,
Like molasses and the ticking,
Of a broken,
Clock.
Unt..
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I've sinned,
And I keep sinning,
Accidentally,
Happy little accidents,
Unironically,
Loving the love I know,
I'm capable of giving,
But ..
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I bet you think you're a real intellectual,
Watching episodes of family guy,
Commenting on how every joke,
Is such a stark reflection,
Of reality...
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You wouldn't listenIn our night-time discordSpinning bottles, rhymes andDisassociationLike it was your jobA vocationYou voiced your opinionWithout reg..
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As I walk through the dimly lit hallways,Of my dissolving apathy,I try to remind myself,That it's not a promise,But a possibility,Of something wonderf..
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If I'm being honest,I hate myself for loving you,Like Joan Jett, without the sexy vinyl.And, if we'rereallybeing honest here,You hate me too-At least,..
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I should have told you the truthNow, you will never love me again..As one loves a delicate dead leaf.
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