groteskburlesk

I hurt myself today,

to see if I feel.

I focus on the pain,

the only thing thats real.

The needle tears a hole,

the old familiar sting.

Try to kill it all away,

but I remember everything.

What have I become,

my sweetest friend.

Everyone I know goes away in the end.

And you could have it all,

my empire of dirt.

I would let you down,

I would make you hurt.

I wear this crown of shit,

upon my liars chair.

Full of broken thoughts,

I can not repair.

Beneath the stains of time,

the feeling disappears.

You are someone else,

and I am still right here.

What have I become,

my sweetest friend.

Everyone I know,

goes away in the end.

And you could have it all,

my empire of dirt.

I would let you down,

I would make you hurt.

If I could start again,

a million miles away.

I would keep myself,

I would find a way.



Thank you Trent and thank you Johnny.