Wednesday, May 7, 2014

I'm living the past
Through your hologram
Damn girl
I thought it would last
But the image you cast

Was haunting me
Taunting me
Like the bullies at school
So fucking cruel
Calling me fat
Like I didn't know that

Your words fucking hurt
Like listening to poison
Can't take the noise in
But I don't have a choice
When you speak in that voice

Because I'm obsessed
Like a man on a mission
To cling to your words
Like a man with a vision
Because I'm possessed
Like a robot with feeling
And I'm fucking reeling
Sleep on the floor
With my head in the ceiling
Can't take anymore
I showed you the door
Now just wait for the healing

I don't stalk you on Facebook
You blocked me, I looked
But even with that second account
I don't look because I'm pushing you out
But you kept me on MySpace
What's that about?
You still use it too
What's wrong with you?

You're just a disease
A parasite, a leach
A mite, a tick or fleas
You breeze through my blood
Like a hurricane of cocaine
Numbing my heart
Driving me insane
Ripping apart the veins
I used to play like a violin
With a knife on my wrist
Like a violent violinist
Playing his tune
To himself in his room
Until the blood disease orchestra
Gathered in puddles
Like seas on the ground
And piled up around him

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