Oh you
You are not that broken
As you want to believe
As you want others to see
You are broken cause
Broken is who you choose to be
But I will have no part in your sob story
Wounded bird
Helpless victim
Hopeless soul
Bullshit bit
You’ve got more fear than you’d like to admit
I really do but really don’t give a shit
And it’s you who breaks more good
Than he makes good
So don’t act like
walking through the store
couldn’t carry anymore
couldn’t care any less
as i do right now
in some other life
i took a knife
and carved 2 names on a tree
To preserve the time of we
Many moons ago when it was just you and me
And the cats
To see the names and remember the life
We lived long before this
And remember the love
We both miss
Over a life time ago
We knew someday we would meet again
You’re too much
Please stop
I’m a person who needs space
Who needs time with other people
Who needs to be away
From you
I don’t need every single aspect of my life TO BE a part of yours
HUNTED DOWN
Like an animal
You want to squeeze to death
You want to love to death
No air
no privacy
You’re making me feel like i can’t breathe
Even when you’re away
You’re still there
Silently watching
I can feel you
And it makes my stomach turn to know
Nothing is mine
You need to care
To not care about everything
To not invade my everything
To be okay that I want to be with others
To be okay that I don’t want to be with you
Without making me feel bad
Without making me feel bad
WITHOUT MAKING ME FEEL BAD
Or i’m going to run away
As far and as fast as I can
To get away from you
to get the air I need
To breathe
And the space I need
To breathe
To not feel bad
That I don’t want what you want in the way you want it
No guilt trips
No sad face
No holding shit over my head
No suffocation
No pressure
NO FUCKING PRESSURE!!!!
NO MORE!
You hurt me
By being you
I’m not about any of this
And i feel
Like a child
Who doubles as a punching bag
For sport
For fun
For game
That you don’t even know you play
I don’t wanna win
At your game
I don’t want play
I don’t know who the fuck you are
Right now
But i know that this sucks
And feels like shit
And i want to go away
Alone
And not be anything like that to you
Ex wife
Get a life
Of your own
Stop
Stalking
Someone (me)
You don’t know
It’s weird
And creepy
And lame on you
To be so interested in me
Don’t be a troll
That talks shit
Like your opinion actually matters.
Like you matter…
Don’t be a catty bitch
I find it amusing
You’re too old to act like you’re in high school. Ha
You’re miserable and unhappy
But that’s your own damn fault
Noise, noise, and exhaustion.
Dark, dusty flowers roughly fight a small, dead cigarette.
Where is the old street?
Shrink quietly like a dark window
Misty, fast streets calmly buy a dry, noisy light.
Talk calmly like a small jackhammer.
Why does the corner walk?
is anything really new?
Noise, noise, and exhaustion.
the night is addicted to you
Noise, noise, and exhaustion.
Noise, noise, and exhaustion.
Been removed
Got replaced
It’s a slap in my face
To have ever have had you at all
In my space
In my world
In my life
Your switchblade
back stab
Cuts me sharp with your knife
You are not great
You are not true
You are not as great or as smart as you think you are
You are just you
And you is not someone I want or need to keep around.
Oh new me
That’s where I want to be… . . Oh yeah
flight patterns
the magic wears
the feeling dies
nothing left
in his eyes
and many days to think
after days apart
nothing left
inside my heart
that would ever make me
want to start
anything with you ever again
i know not to play with dead things
not to waste time living in the past
that smell of gasoline
avalanche of layered screens
modulations
Modulating over and over again
With pointed fingers and fits of rage
You forced me to turn the page
Onto a new day
Onto a new chapter
into a new life
Without you
I have me.
I don’t need your shady messed up shit
What you do
Is ride off the love and energy people give you
You suck them dry
It’s the only way for you to live high
Cause your vibes on your own
Are just too fucked up and low.
But you think you are perfect
And that it’s okay to act the way you do
And you wonder why everyone always abandons you.
The reason is you.
I don’t need your fucked up inconsistent abusive bullshit. This town has more than enough of people like you. Take that crap (and you) back to your own hometown
Switch around
Switch a-roo
Who knows which one of the two
Is really you
Today
tomorrow
After a week
After a weak end
Afternoon
After night
After happiness
After a fight
After everything and after nothing at all
After the rise
You bring the fall
A minute
A second
an hour
Just A measurement of time
Is Chump change
For Your heart
For Your love
For your way
To get to me
Your you
to me
I awake
To a feeling
I can’t shake
And the distance between me and
The ever – so – Distant you
Is the longest line in the world
As you flip
Abandon ship
And i’m left
alone
in the dark
Again
There’s nothing true
About this you
I free with space
I don’t want to face
You and your bullshit lies
Your Salesman pitch
Like an itch you can’t scratch
But you can’t ignore
Everything you do
To sell whatever you
You need to sell at the moment
While the real you
Hides behind a big mouth
A big head
And a lot of talk
Big man so Toll
And it means nothing at all
Too much ego
And Not enough love
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