My opinions are conflicting,no doubt they are conflicting. The faces that I wear are melting,revealing the bare bones within,black with an ivory tinge.
I thought I knew what I wanted,of course what I couldn't have is what I wanted. My desires,always vaunted. I grip so tight that it all slipped through and now I'm haunted by the mistakes that I made along the way,time passed me by but the memories stay. I'm stuck in this room with its white walls and white sheets,white pillows and black sheep. The clock ticks away,it vaunts along mocking me with its monotone song. The sun rises and sets out the window,oblivious to the thoughts that beset.
I'm besides myself with the regret I set like a monochromatic alarm that beeps when I fuck up like a poorly assembled firearm. Discharge from a distance like North Korean ambition,meant to doom me and my world,my world and I,(grammatically incorrect sentences threaten fuck up this rhyme).
I love how much she hates me,I hate how much I hate me. My thoughts meander like a crack addict coming apart at the seams,her junkie dreams and I'm caught in her slipstream. I draft off her haphazard thoughts with dread,she's all held together by gossamer thread. Tug too hard and she snaps,touch too light and she moans. I'm trapped, wrapped around her legs,for fucks sake. Staring down her one dimensional cunt that never gives,only takes.
My reckoning is beckoning me forward,onward Three Hundred,always forward. I'm drowning but I'm caught mid gasp,my lungs scream for water so death can come fast,my knees buckle under an orgasm that lasts longer than a dry cigarette on a rainy day,a whiskey double on a cold night,you every single waking moment of every single day. My knees buckle and threaten to give out from under me,as you breathe life into me.
Tell me you miss me,tell me you'll call. Lie to me once more so I can prepare myself to fall.
I thought I knew what I wanted,of course what I couldn't have is what I wanted. My desires,always vaunted. I grip so tight that it all slipped through and now I'm haunted by the mistakes that I made along the way,time passed me by but the memories stay. I'm stuck in this room with its white walls and white sheets,white pillows and black sheep. The clock ticks away,it vaunts along mocking me with its monotone song. The sun rises and sets out the window,oblivious to the thoughts that beset.
I'm besides myself with the regret I set like a monochromatic alarm that beeps when I fuck up like a poorly assembled firearm. Discharge from a distance like North Korean ambition,meant to doom me and my world,my world and I,(grammatically incorrect sentences threaten fuck up this rhyme).
I love how much she hates me,I hate how much I hate me. My thoughts meander like a crack addict coming apart at the seams,her junkie dreams and I'm caught in her slipstream. I draft off her haphazard thoughts with dread,she's all held together by gossamer thread. Tug too hard and she snaps,touch too light and she moans. I'm trapped, wrapped around her legs,for fucks sake. Staring down her one dimensional cunt that never gives,only takes.
My reckoning is beckoning me forward,onward Three Hundred,always forward. I'm drowning but I'm caught mid gasp,my lungs scream for water so death can come fast,my knees buckle under an orgasm that lasts longer than a dry cigarette on a rainy day,a whiskey double on a cold night,you every single waking moment of every single day. My knees buckle and threaten to give out from under me,as you breathe life into me.
Tell me you miss me,tell me you'll call. Lie to me once more so I can prepare myself to fall.
