January 6th, 2022
I’m not ready
Saturday came too soon
I’m not ready
To step foot in that room
Nobody’s ready
When somebody dies
Nobody’s ready
To say goodbye

October 1st, 2010
The taste
My tongue itself
Will never want to know
The feeling
The numbness
The everything
It’s all too much for me
I don’t want to know
I never want to know
Why did you do this to me
I’m much too young
I’m much too old
For my age
I know too much
I’ve seen too much
The smell
It reeks
While death lingers
You’re too fond of it though
And not too fond of me
Because these drunk sensations stay
Even when they’re gone
They’re not too far away
Because
Somehow
The bottles always empty in your room
January 4th, 2010
The dark surrounding followed me
This is something more
The spinning room is haunting me
No exit and no door
And everything is moving
And I can’t make it go away
And after all this time
I’ve lost track of all the days
And laying down I fell right through
There’s no stable place
So weak and just so dizzy
But this is something I have to face
This is nothing that I knew
I’m learning by the time
And I can’t hold on to what matters
Because nothing’s ever mine
And no one’s ever honest
And no one ever cares
And the more it seems I need someone
The more they’re never there
And I mess up and make mistakes
It’s who I’m trapped to be
But lately, I just feel so lost
I hate to know this is me
I hate to face my mirror
I hate how I feel inside
I hate being trapped in my body
Because there’s nowhere I can hide
I can’t escape this prison
My skin just fits too tight
And I’m searching for emotion
But nothing ever just feels right
I hate looking the same
I don’t reflect my soul
And every time I need someone
I let that person go
I never hurt the right way
I just can’t feel the pain
I can’t make myself happy
And I can’t keep myself sane
And here I am inside
I’ve been dying to be free
I just need to move on
Because the girl in the mirror’s not me
My skin is closing in
I can only feel the guilt
Because I did this to myself
Because I dropped the walls I built
So I’ll put them all back up
And I’ll set myself free
Because I can’t hold on to my sanity
In a prison built for me