Monday, October 12

Silence Kills the Soul.

I left my heart out on the steps.
I went to fly a kite.

we are speaking in grey-scale rainbows.

I am filled to the brim with emptiness.
I am waiting for things that won't come.

If you were real I wouldn't want you.

There is nothing to say now. I'm talking just to talk. I don't know who I am anymore. I don't believe I'll ever get what I want.



when I say "you" I don't know who I mean. when I say "love" I pause and wonder what it is. When I feel grass between my toes and scabs against my skin I think of failures. failures, failures and hope.

I dream about kisses. I dream about tears. I dream about how I can't ever say what I want to say because I'm always too afraid.


I talk about freedom. I talk about love. I talk and talk and talk and talk but I am still not getting what I want.

just shut your eyes and turn over
just shut your mouth and pose right
just clench your fists and don't think

the thoughts are like acid tonight


bite your lip little girl, you're alright
bite your lip little girl, you'll survive