I'll sing to you from a sickness
smothered by a blanket fort
of an imagination jumping
from your my mind to yours
I'm sick of these countless seconds
I don't want our minds to entwine

I've been trying to catch the light on my window cill but it keeps getting faded out by the shadows

discontent with these emotions

so i'm disconnecting myself from them all

Writeing your name on icey window cells like I'm twelve again
trying to pick up the peices when I can't even put down the pen

Coffee Stained Lip's & Cigerettes & Fingertip's

The world is so moudly,

and my room is getting so damn small that it's like a bat cave

and I'm here hanging from my ceiling waiting to fall and crash and crumble again.

Everything remind's me of him and I can't delete a thing.

I am the loose echo in your voicebox

Chain smoking cigerettes at 5 A.m because I couldn't sleep

glassy glitter tear stained eye lashs.

My minds filled with jitters & cracked bones,

emotions, feelings,thoughts

and I literrally feel ill inside

just thinking about him..

I was scared because you were dissolveing in front of me.

Smokeing ma's burnt out cigerette butt's

searching for a headspin within something, anything.

My brain keeps yelling and everything is so loud

I just want to to fade out so I can excist again

An organ is playing the same beats

over and over again inside my head

Xaiver is gone, I never had a chance to meet him

he would have brightend my thoughts

and made everything seem less empty

My mouth tastes like an ashtray

I don't mind.