Overthinking, sinking, falling, crawling.. damned..
why am I stuck in this abysmal black quicksand..? are we nothing but a pitiful man..?
I know you don't appreciate this form of expression...
but my life isn't over until i've learned each of the lessons.
drained, crippling, cracking & hyperventilating..
pathetic vacant melting disgrace..
I can see the smile wearing off your face..
hot wax spilled into my eyes today..
part of me knows better, then to believe in such a mundane reality..
there's much greater sights to see, in my 8 dimensional fantasy.
Slit, slice.. need to free myself from this vice.
we all need to constantly think twice.. I wish you were still around..
wish you could be a healthy piece to my life, but I had to try & make the right choice...
you bare that empty stare.. like a glare..
were you ever really there..?