If I remember correctly,
standing above my lifeless love...
The teddy bears, m'love
They seem to have this cold stare...
A smeldering, foul odor fills my empty stomach.
gnats, eating away at my entirety...
Listening to my nervousness
"I'm comfortable staying backstage"...
I sit before an empty canvas
waiting for love to paint itself...
I inhale those memories
afraid to let go...
The candle wax from the ceiling of my mind
trickles down the walls...
My TP....
your so damn soft...
Standing alone
on the wings of paradise...
Your so goddamn artificial
that make-up covers your truth...
Red is what I see
When I look into your eyes...
Living with this ball-and-chain
I'm just a burden to society...