Deadache

My body aint brainless, 

My brain is just shameless, 

Heart of steel aint so stainless, 

It's aimless but painless trust me. 

Rust me, so deep. 

Crimson veins push so steep. 

To the eye of a storm

When a storm is just Idolised irony. 

Iron to melt to molten mediocrity. A fire in me. 

Burn me. 

Twist up my organs and unravel 

my hollow chest. 

A sorrowed nest. 

Turn me. 

Into a beast

As I lie in the deep. 

That had rusted through my soul. 

Trust me. 

I don't trust myself

I can't trust myself

Who is myself

If I can't find self

Hurt me. 

Lies drown my screams 

as my tears shout, I lean

And for me. 

Don't stay this long 

As I stab through my lungs. 

And I tear at my eye sockets

And yes I struggle through my pockets

My head hung as I choke it. 

My anger boils as I poke it. 

You really think that I'm joking. 

How could you not see me choking? 

I'm hoping

For more time to open

My past I can't cope in

Right now I am soaked in, 

The blood from the rope in which

I strung my string 

I stung the sting, fear me

I long for love

Im strong enough, hear me

I folded up

A scolding cup, near me

I dare you pup

Youre not the dog in here see

I...... 

Can't, stay, close, to, you. 

You...... 

Really, trust, in, me? 

Me....... 

I feel, it, drowning, us. 

U....... s

Set, ourselves, true, free. 

Hope. It, bothers, us. 

Soap, in, papercuts. 

Pain, it, masters, us. 

And we, can't, get, enough. 

Of it. 

Of I................................t

Your soul is my soul

When I place down a bowl

And we juice out all holes

From the heart as I fall

And I push out the door

And I struggle it more

And the ache it grows sore

And the steep shadow pours

Crimson black out my soul

Turn white into red

Simple my world is

But so is my bed

Trust me I regret it

I'm a fucking heretic

I can do that 

Like you can make men grow sick. 

Turn thin hate into thick

All pain into quick

Ends that all meet

As I fall to my feet

And I trip past my soul

With a bowl at my knees

And I scream. 

I scream. 

Frozen hearts pounded by dream. 

It gleems, when it don't. 

A facade helps me cope. 

A regard to my hope. 

A voice when I loosen the noose on the rope. 

Hi me, I see

Youre in agony

But please trust me

I'll be fine, you'll be free. 

You'll see.