Help Me

I know my words are slurred

But everything is my fault

Right down to the spinning rooms

And empty bottles lining the walls

I can’t fix anything

I can’t even fix myself

All That's Left Is Madness

Colors blur and lines fade

And everyone oversteps their boundaries

Because you have to look pretty

For the never stopping paparazzi

But, Honey, the camera’s lost focus

And pretty went out the window with sanity

Emergency Emergency

I just want to burn one last bridge

And I want to cut all the ties

The sirens will help me

The flashing lights can guide me

And maybe the doctors can save me

Simple

If you tell me to jump, I will ask when and where and from how far up.

Whispering Wind

Wind travels faster than I can, and I have something to tell you that scares me. If I whisper it into the wind and then hop on a bus to tell you in person, will you be there to hear it from me? Or will you run after the wind told you I love you because it scares you just as much as me?

Never

I thought what I wanted couldn't get any simpler. I was wrong.

Maybe it was too much to ask for a place to belong.

Crying In The Rain

It has been a year exactly. You left forever without warning. I never cried. It never mattered to me except knowing you had the nerve to slip away into the rain without a trace and leave the rest of them behind. If any trace of you were to pop up again and hurt them more, I might cry this one time because I know how bad you've hurt them again. Please don't trace your foot steps home.