December 2011
5 posts
Erysimums: Tell me who you really areAnd who am... →
erysimums:
Tell me who you really are
And who am I?
But a dream, your dream
Or worse—
An unpleasant reality
Left all alone in thought
She thought, she thought.
Speak to me
Inside your head
Tell me you wish I was dead
Let’s be honest for a minute
I am your own monster
I caught you…
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"This Is Death," we said.
I remember all those times you said you were leaving,
didn’t matter if I was pleading or appeasing,
it was just about that time,
“This is death,” you said,
without a reason.
I looked into your eyes,
confessing all my weakness,
tried to keep us from dying,
but death was never fair,
and all those nights were hard to bear,
all those empty nights when you were no longer...
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Lightyears.
You ever see the lights flicker in your room as you take a deep pull from the blunt in your hands that you use like fuel to ignore the time passing by? So when your spark dies out there’s nothing left of what was, it just lies useless in its body, the same as when a living thing dies; and the time, it moves on, cuz time is more precious than those lights in your eyes and the soul you ignite...