destoyer.

being home alone never felt so, well- alone.

my neck craning to see your form, the disappearance
always leaving my mind to slide back into itself. always.


WHO YOU WANNA' CRAMP MY STYLE?
I AM SO SUPERIOR.
i feel like shit.
HOW ABOUT YOU?!

revelations, of:
sometimes it feels, like i'm trying so hard-
to circle the feelings of no return. sometimes i hear,
everything, in my mind instead of the outside life. drawing
in, theres nothing i can do to keep my mind up.
please, believe, oh please believe-
don't close your eyes.
plplease believe, in all of me-
i can not stand up without you holding my hand.
i can't look, passed the light with fright inside,
making me cringe and cry.
oh, please, oh please-
don't you fret, i'll be alright if you decide, i'm
making too much of it.
don't forget, oh don't forget- keep your mind open.