When being a person
Means getting blamed for it
Breathing makes us
Hypocrites
Like that 78 I dropped on the floor
How the fuck is that even music no more
I’m inhaling these memories
Exhaling deaths
Drawn by the scent
Of the brave ones that left
Sanity is a home you only leave once
And can never go back to when it’s done
I’m back to playing
Mirror games
I ask it about my future, and it laughs and whispers; “pain”
Suicide
Has come back
I can feel it rubbing against my ankles like a cat
Kneel
Let the barrel rest my head
Pretend I’m praying to it
A flinch of my finger instead
And everything I’ve ever felt
Is gone
Shattered
Into a mist of red
I’m back to playing
Mirror games
I ask it about my future, and it laughs and whispers; “pain”
Suicide
Has come back
I can feel it rubbing against my ankles like a cat
Damn you Suicide
Deciding to come backI can feel you rubbing against my ankles like a goddamn cat