such pretty colors,
such pretty visions of daemons and gargoyles crawling in and out.
such mind shattering secrets,
such strange figures that appear in the dark,
such circuses that appear in the cold night.
send me a bleeding love letter, nothing i'll enjoy more,
no need for the freak show ticket,
already too much of it in my mind.
lost my way,
lost my faith,
here alone waiting for something,
...anything
kill me now,
my heart cant take it,
my dimensions are blurring into nothingness,
my soul is stepped on again and again.
help is overrated,
all you need is a relieving thought,
lately i have none.
i have no one,
i don’t have even me.
which I’ve always had.