Today is the day of many haunting curses
When medication no longer helps, only worsens
The thoughts of past pitfalls of which I deserve
Is an apology or a eulogy enough to take away
The scrutiny that abuses me?
Or burn the battered bridges to stop
My demons from pursuing me?
Positivity can be a parasite that preys on your brain
Draining and shaming your consciousness while the monsters lift
The veil to reveal a pistol packed with pills aiming at your soul
Without a purpose to persevere, letting poisoned promises take control
Instead of having precognitive decisions to mask the fact
That a broken heart's a pallbearer at your funeral
I meant it not this way but the tears just flow and my makeup smearing all the more, leaving behind that familiar filthy residue. I may have begun to drive myself away, dragging you down as well. But it's done, I've flipped the switch and now it's dark once more. How painful is the music to my ears, I can't stand to be alone in it, yet here I am again. I pray you fly back and safely and warmly to me, though I fear I've dug the grave too deeply. As the dirt shifts within my soul, I choke on those loving words I'd meant for you. All the fragments of light I see becoming smaller and I wish to be near you in your embrace that might make me feel the warmth I'm missing. And in reality, I doubt I'd breathe another breath without you. So come hither and quickly soothe my dying heart, you are the only cure I know. I cry and cry again, come hither to heal and love me. Come hither and help me dry my tears.
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