sweeping the living room
as you walked out the door
singing cold pictures to my heart
the station morphs to static
everything glooms

set volume down to nothing
yet everything bursts
with the high pitched screeching of life
emptiness in white
my lonely ash grove
a full court trial yet she's
all alone

up against karma I am flat on the floor
dropping pudding from a bowl into my mouth
eyes swollen shut
tears dripping to the floor
missing you
out the door

empty channel
soul missing in action
heart is so tired
of life but not living
the statics selfdestructs
I walk down stairs
thousands of voices flooded thoughts
echos of past results



Let it go lovely
don't give into old times
put down you hands
don't turn your face away
crumbling features
swollen dreams
you're beautiful
crying for lost tears



You walked out the door
as I flew to your arms
arms waning from my caged in walls
I lay on the floor looking into the lights
one thing worse to be hated
hating yourself

up against karma I am down on my knees
tearing skin off the apple bruised,
eyes watching stains erupt
tears dripping to the floor
my body limply wedged between fridge and door

I'm something more than creep dillusion
something more than pleas
tired of being complicated
I just want someone to hold me
from all this anguish I've come to agreeements
get out early if there feels a storm



curled in a ball
no one left to hold to
clinging to inanamite hums
broken down mysteries
overlooked art
will they ever appriciate you
ever
love you

There's an awakening for everything
we're reborn by mo[u]rning
you're beautiful
crying for lost tears

Learn to be unhappy
but don't listen to your fears
humananity is all the same
don't listen to the echos
society may have you set
trial of error,
the experiment

I want you to listen to me
believe what I say
you're more than the quiet girl
all alone

you have to realize life cannot go forward
when all you look at is the past