What to you do when the last of them have disappointed you? What do you do when people have stepped on your heart, your amicable consideration towards them, your last hope that things will work out? What do you do when you feel like nothing is true anymore, like if you were to touch their lips they would ripple and fade into darkness? What do you do when you don't want to feel like shit but every time you think of why you feel like shit then you just feel shittier than when you started?
I have seen many of you, all of you,
till the depths of your faces where the insides meet your smile
more of a smirk with a devilish snare behind it
you're weightless and don't care for long walks or heavy hearts to hearts because you're living free in selfish solidarity
why should I break up your fun, just because I'm the absent one?
they tell me karma will get them and I say only luck will because that's how life is
God punishes the good and saves the beasts among them
yet I am not in heaven
a limbo of thoughts where nothing but unreciprocated feelings dwell, festering into bubbles of hell
save me, save me
I am not the victim, possibly the symptom, definitely not a girl who takes heartbreak well
Just tell me straight out then I can finally get it
stop living in ambiguities cause it twists the webs
sticking to my fingers making cotton candy dread
so stop, stop, stop it
I try to tell you what and you just brush it off like our friendship
then once again we are left with singed bridges and water below that holds no beginning or end
we are not friends, not true friends.
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