I forget how to love When I’m gritting my teeth Because I’m a fucking hole/ Nothing’s coming out of my mouth n… Because I don’t love my mom,
I was born of the Virgin Mary, Given life to rid earth of evil. Blood on my hands, Dirt on my hands, I’m akin with Christ Himself.
The tissues know something. Even the mirror knows. My music knows it And especially my pillow. My books can see it
She fell like rain, Like a bird, Like a comet chasing light, Like a star dropping from the nigh… Like a stone in water,
I’ve been waiting For years And days And all the seconds For a warm body.
Am I incurable? It seems so. I’m an incorrigible invalid Of the heart.
I could hop on a train. Grow akin to the screaming and whi… Where would I go? Far from here, from cold. Tell my parents my love,
I feel that one never stops Loving their past loved ones. The nostalgia remembers all the Times when you slept in their bed, When you first opened up,
Love is the sickness. Love is the cure.
Sometimes, I wish I was a tree: Tall, wide, and majestic as can be… One with branches that sway slowly… Watching above, everything I woul… Sometimes, I wish I was an oak.
I find no release. I die. I die, Yet I’m not free. Not 'til I die.
Listening to you sleep, I’m in grace. Each breath a prayer. Every rustle a litany. You don’t know how loud you are
My broken heart Throbs dysfunctionally. It beats to a cracked rhythm Between dead, dead, dead And life, life, life.
The stars belong to both the sun And the moon Just as my heart does belong to yo… You may not see me, but I’ll be there.
But I’m still a kid Only don’t tell my dad that. He’ll say, no, you’re not a kid And you haven’t been a kid in a lo… I guess that when I cry,
