The Truth (And The Lie)I'm br(OK)en, really.
I Can't Hear You AnymoreThe clouds are heavy tonight,And I am suffocating,Choking on my own wordsAs they fly from my mouth.You never cared about yourself,And after your death thatBecame hard to think about.(But I do anyway.)I suddenly find myself missingThe years we had spent togetherAnd how spider webs would form inThe corners of your eyes when you smiled.But the thing is that I can’t hear you anymore.I can’t remember the soundOf your voice or the feeling ofYour hands as they touched my lips.You once told me that homeIs where you lie,But I hate it here, andI hate living with these ghosts.
LoveSay you can stay with me tonight,And be with me until the end.All I want is to be loved,So wont you stay and hold me close.Tell me that my waiting is done,Because I found you, and you're the one.promise that you'll stay forever,Because I know I can't say bye.Show me that you love me,Scars and all.Believe in me with all my faults,And tell me that I'm perfect.Love me so I'll finally be happy,With you by my side.Trust me when I say I'm fine,And tell me no more cutting.With that soft voice,That let's me know I'm safe.Kiss my scars,And tell me I'm a beautiful piece of art.Show me that love is true,Because I don't want to die alone.Not without you...
macchiatoyou drank in theirexpressionssilentlyover coffeeridded slovenly of milk--nuances spottedon thin layers of calm:ups and downs never got thismundane, bud.