Living_Proof
Bluelighter
The bass in my ears
reminds me of my pounding heart
the only thing
that has stayed constant
for the last month or so
but sometimes I wonder
if I could take something constant
every time I find something worthwhile
Something
that helps me understand myself
it ends up almost killing me
There really is
nothing
like the feeling I get
from something so beautiful
that it's destructive
It's almost like turning every waking minute
into art
Art
I guess that's a positive way of looking at
each shattered thought
Faded hopes and dreams
melting into each other
to form a self-portrait
that even I don't understand
At least I can attempt to find solace
in the fact
that such misery
is regarded
as genius
reminds me of my pounding heart
the only thing
that has stayed constant
for the last month or so
but sometimes I wonder
if I could take something constant
every time I find something worthwhile
Something
that helps me understand myself
it ends up almost killing me
There really is
nothing
like the feeling I get
from something so beautiful
that it's destructive
It's almost like turning every waking minute
into art
Art
I guess that's a positive way of looking at
each shattered thought
Faded hopes and dreams
melting into each other
to form a self-portrait
that even I don't understand
At least I can attempt to find solace
in the fact
that such misery
is regarded
as genius

