Updated: Jan 25, 2019
'I’m so used to be alone , I’m tired of caring '
I found peace in the dramatics of my own silence
In the quiet space between my flesh and bones
The charisma in my soul , desperately trying to escape
Falling so hard into a black hole of tenderly pain
Heartache , and confusion
There’s a lack of confidence intertwined with violent rage of sacrifice
Bare the change , as the hole becomes deeper
And the hold latches on tighter
As a flick of the finger let’s go
And a single match turns into flames
Burning down every bridge , connecting to that
tiny space between
Where the flesh withers away .. becoming nothing
But dark ashes .. that’ll be blown away ..
slithering into that black hole.. where it never truly left ..