It's been seven nights since my latest craving. An urge so compelling, it consumes my every thought. Drawn by the glare of your flaming lips, fascinated
Standing alone inside a frantic crowd with incriminating facts in hand. An imperative vision of satisfaction. My overwhelmed pupils contain illegible
This desire is so annoying, like a red hot rock in my palm. My nerves hurt and my legs convulse. Walking on broken glass. The soporific serenity permanently
social life, who are they? - Characterless - Disadvantaged by apprehension - Start to conjure - For your future - I despise the icons.
A startling phone call led to a night of little sleep, Counting blessings instead of sheep. We gathered the next morning. Renewing a bond weakened by
Ous ma carapace se cache un enfant, parfois craintif mais souvent insouciant. Plus le temps me glisse entre les doigts, plus ma foi se livre au desarroi
time to stand tall. Take control. From summer nights at the park to laying low in the dark, temptation led to isolation. I'm gasping for air, visiting despair
It merely took a year for your pledge to disappear. Farewell friend, our ties no longer mend. This tale has come to an end. It wasn't meant to last. You
Getting better was just an option I didn't believe in. Fuck no! Until you came and lured me with a blurred vision of hope, my impenetrable mind was practically
parking lot. You don't know my name, you don't know my game. Ecstasy won't ever be the same. It's hunting season. An unsuspecting victim is in my sight. Despite
The acid reflux in my throat hasn't appeased my taste for bitter blondes I've twisted so many necks and now their souls daily blind my mind Your presence
Estranged The bliss of a young man smoothly slivered in an instant Obscured memories puncture through an opaque blindfold Eyelids carved swiftly with
The embittered smell emanating from your lifeless form is as bitter as the reeking lies I've heard and trusted. From now on, the only bed you'll be able
I crave for even the faintest touch of inspiration Its rivers have seemingly dried up The past weeks have silently gone by like nameless citizens in
Plunged in bitterness, Seduced by an ocean of disconcertment Carrying an everlasting smile with insouciance Cultivating this disconnection with every
Another morning when I feel more rotten than alive. The reflection in the mirror across the room shows that I'm just another useless being, head down
I have done it again I could not avoid the soft comforting touch of your presence any longer Increasingly isolated. I slowly find relief in silence
I have had it easy for most of my life Adulthood has brought me a series of complications Swallow these nails, turn away I must not look back The