The more
I look
The more
I see
And I really
Don't like
What's in front
Of me
Your Alloted Time Slot
You must start moving on
My friend
As it won’t be long
Until the end
And when you look back
You’ll rue the day
That you gave all
Of your time away
Overheard
All
you
do is
bitch
and
moan
And
I listen,
with
a sigh
For you
can’t
seem
to see
what
I do
That’s
your
life,
passing
you by
(Originally Posted 20.02.2020)
Debilitating
That really does sound lovely
She said
But I can’t come out to play
Depression wins again
She said
Much to my dismay
An Illicit Kiss
I can’t
think of
anything
more
exciting
Than
sitting
under
subdued
lighting
With
your
lips
pressed
to mine
That
feeling,
divine
Now
doesn’t
that
sound
inviting?
(Originally Posted 03.01.2020)
Facts
Ultimately,
You’ll find,
None of this shit matters.
Burnt Bridges (Enemies)
If you ever need anything
Or you find youself stuck
Remember not to call me
As I don’t give a fuck
Deathbed
If nothing else
She said
I had my dreams
…