beanpoophead
Bluelighter
Never watched it drip before
saw the awful curse
written in my perfect cursive
upon my out stretched arm
sweet, sweet red poured
and tore upon my broken floor
so tired that eyes can
barely see three feet ahead
awoken just last morning
and this time you weren’t there
I tried, but I couldn’t not care
as I just laid there - bare
pain Is my comfort through
bids me time to say hello
and the confidence to bid
our captured on film farewell
yet its to big of a lie to boast
even though you don’t even know
won’t let you see my scars
cant let you see me ugly
who I am can’t hide it
only behind my shirt sleeves
does the truth echo beneath
where no one knows, but me
hurt filled pain
makes for great afterglow
saw the awful curse
written in my perfect cursive
upon my out stretched arm
sweet, sweet red poured
and tore upon my broken floor
so tired that eyes can
barely see three feet ahead
awoken just last morning
and this time you weren’t there
I tried, but I couldn’t not care
as I just laid there - bare
pain Is my comfort through
bids me time to say hello
and the confidence to bid
our captured on film farewell
yet its to big of a lie to boast
even though you don’t even know
won’t let you see my scars
cant let you see me ugly
who I am can’t hide it
only behind my shirt sleeves
does the truth echo beneath
where no one knows, but me
hurt filled pain
makes for great afterglow
