you only fuck me when youre drunk
you only fuck me when you're drunk
that's okay
i only feel alive when i'm asleep anyway
maybe if i had one ounce of creativity
i could
get out of this fucking city
if we didn't feel so empty
i could
maybe take you with me
the work day slips into a year
i dont know
what it cost to be here
dying in this world is fighting battles
we can't win
theres no love lost here or to begin
keep making excuses to stay alive
promise me
your world cannot be mine
you only want to fuck me when you're drunk
it's okay
i'd only love you when you're asleep anyway
Suicide By Snuggling
I will taste the orchestra of your breath
and drink the dripping melody
that rings within your vision as
I hang my future from your lashes.
with a tinge of pain we'll smile
from the deep. my head sunk
into your chest, counting tides
and dreaming to the heavy ticks
of relevance, imagining
I can stay here in the warmth
until we die within
this beautiful comfort.