Her soul is consumed by this longing."
my memories choke me and stain my pillow
as my voice becomes hollow
as i trace tear lines
around this space that won’t fill
i feel nothing but this way
and the emptiness stays
you know yesterday i stood outside in the rain
in an attempt to dissolve away or just disappear
or be gone, be back, or be just
i try to see the point but i only see the pain
my dreams cry when they’re slain
did i leave you behind
or did you let me go
all i know is you’re not here
i wanna believe
but i’m having a hard time seeing
past what i see right now
i wanna be free
but when i try to fly
i realize i don’t know how
no one showed me how
i wish i could see
that this mess i’m in
will really work out for my good
you said it would
so if you can hear me
can you give me a sign
cause i don’t feel you like i should
please if you could
my faith is almost gone
i can’t hold much longer
take this cup from me
help me believe
"I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go."
i wish i could go home, sit on my porch, and pretend mama’s coming home… i need that right now.
my thoughts deteriorate my mind like the drugs that deteriorate my body.
"I am so sorry to all the people I hurt while I was hurting."
i’m so fucking mad i just went to wendys to get pretzel bun burgers this bitch gives me some dumb ass hamburger. i’m hella fucking mad. if wendy’s was closer i would go back but instead i’ll just do the survey call shit. she got me so mad