Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Bells at Midnight

I'm cold
And you're lonely
Yet very lovely

I'm a little bit lost
I can't find a lot of things anymore
I can't find my grades or the hair charms or the way I used to feel about you

Lets procreate
Make mucus covered vermin offspring
Teach them to be nicer than you are
Teach them to be kinder than everywhere
Tell them never to hurt a soul

I am hurt
Breathing
Through tears it feels so fake
I break down in ugly noises 
In a blaze of shame and glory

I'm just a little bit tired
But I haven't done anything at all
Except sit here wasting, watching