My body's an empty house, the staircase of my spine is splintered
watch your step
the floorboards are rotten and water logged with words of disease.
Forgotten.
Creaky house, facing the cliffs, the drop off is far,
instead of pushing...
Could you lend me a hand, a kind face turned cruel. Weather erodes tree trunks into old souls.
Broken eyes,
you see through. Shattered windows remind me of lost hope.
The shingles are deteriorating, the angel's tears fall from the star beds above,
the voice of beauty.
It hurts your ears to hear the truth;
that I'm leaving.
The void is unsettling, old pictures in the attic left to gather dust.
You can't remember anything, you can't keep everything, nothing lasts forever.
The house engulfs in flames

i miss music, and my hair before i fucked it up.
atleast i didn't cut it.

i miss the summer, and it's false freedom. i miss long days and humid nights,
i miss the train tracks and the sound of thunder that storms bring

i miss my windows and the undertow, i miss the sky

and the stars
and the stars

baby loves you nomore

baby neeeeds you

baby needs you nomore

baby dont leave me


baby's gone

in his free time doesn't think anyone understands him he sits among leaves in trees and watches the sky all night almost waiting almost sure someones gonna come and take him away
he counts constellations knows them all by name could say he was in love with the stars that he knew the stars only everyone thought he was insane until one day when the night really took him away

sitting down for my last meal eager to get reacquainted with my bones
i break bread and share it with the saints waiting knees pressed hard against the floor
this is a solemn meal
hands touch as my body is passed down the table
eyes wide as water melts into wine
saints faces shadowed as they each taste my blood
i am ready
i am ready to show my bones

to explain how i feel
or what i feel
or if i even feel at all

im so worn out
from being so sad
about what never happened

all boys
seek and destroy
then leave the rest
for the ants

do they feel?

can i say all these things
without being a hypocrite

do i feel?

is there any say
on your part
or on my part
on any part

were there parts at all?

love is staged
for the eager hearted
and for the hungry eyes

starving
but almost perfect

call for desperate measures and i've never been as desperate
as i am now
please don't forget me please don't loose touch
i love you so much

i'm not hungry

as you watch them too
the stars know you better than you do

because where you stand
is on mossy rocks

and you are in the chainsmoking mood

with your thoughts thinking faster than you can think
you seem confused. but you feel right

you know that you do belong
because you always belong in the birdcage

your heart is shattered
and there's nothing left to stand for
because they've taken it all away

i've seen uglier
but i've also seen prettier

because your nothing
a blurr in a cracked mirror of lost hope
lost everything

and you can only cry in the rain

new years eve....
lets just say we all had fun

to get you by the day
and you say you cant wait until you make money
i say i cant wait until you go away

and all you can say is
"fuck you"

and I'll hold your spraypaint
and together we can
bomb the world
just you and me
and cities full of
blank canvases
that we can make beautiful
like our love
should be

the day came when the people of america were to vote for their new president
but the voting booths remained empty
no one voted


what then?

is so much harder
to understand
then i thought

with your broken heart in tow?

is absolutely amazing

the only thing i miss are the orange cupcakes

and the way your lip curls