Why Not?
Lie and say that I don't need it,
Only a little incomplete without.
Velvet-lined sharp words--Who's
Everyone to say I'm not enough?
Ocean Drowning
Savior Impersonation, poisoned and
Always eager to
Leave it's bitter
Taste on your lips.
Weaving into your lungs
As you
Try to choke the murderer back up while it
Eats it's way past your crumbling,
Ripped defenses.
My Fault? Probably...
With this, I'm never sure if it's just me,
Or the whole world.
Ripping razors in my lungs restrict
The air I try to hold.
Hell is where I know I'll go,
Lest I can change my ways,
Each empty beat of worthless heart
Seems painful, shredded, awry.
Something's tearing it apart...
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