First is the worst, second the best, third is screwed like all the rest
It always arises from just a single phrase
You seem to know exactly what to say.
Growing, expanding this ambiguity inside me
I don’t have the strength or
self-reliance to just “shake it off.”
Going crazy about the words you hang tranquilly and
Dangle in front of my blind eyes.
I am screaming at my own reflection,
knowing a glimpse of redemption is six feet below.
With what I see, malicious sights crawl deep in my mind.
I can no longer face those untouchable depths
of egos and self-centered intentions.
So pull me out of this eternal pit,
please plug this exposing silhouette.
Someone come my rescue before I ….
How does it feel to know you have taken a life?
