tpills

you take and take
and you feel like your gonna regergetate
out of your body
is where you are
your stomach feels
like its dead
as you collapse onto the bed
you stare with your watery eyes
and you see the pasty skies
its all goes slow
and you don't feel anything
you hear a crow
is it giving you a deathwish?

ignore all the roar that you
feel like a bang
don't need more
of what she sang
you want to ruin the pictures
but then you realized
its what she idealized
you want it to be gone
but the envy begins to spawn
you thought their might have been hope
and you wanted to see
but at the end you know you'll just have to cope
with the needing of a plea

sweet as candy

dang. I don't get this that well YET. What is there to talk about? I'm scared its going to back to how it was.