This dust-blown town doesn’t sleep
It just lies under the covers, scared and crowded
Forever scanning the skies for hope
No love songs or lullaby-lines to comfort it
Just the empty moves and broken melodies
Penciled hastily by distracted fingers
This once proud and golden skyline
Now hangs miserably in metallic defeat
Blanketed by an endless and unforgiving fog
The plight of one becomes the plight of many…
Rejoice, for these are the spoils of war.
We’re found dancing,
alone-
to the music that’s long since faded
but no-one’s really noticed.
Who will tell them?
Should I?
Would they believe me?
It doesn’t matter now,
because new music is playing.
Yet still no-one sees or stops.
This waltz just continues endlessly,
without the slightest interruption.
These sweeping steps and empty melodies
are far to entrancing.
I have to escape this ballroom.
Soon.
Or I may be lost forever…
She said I looked like a dirty film star
Walking on top of a cocaine sky,
Like a twisted black and white movie
We sat in monochromatic madness.
How can you say you’ve missed me
When it’s you who’s been missing this whole time
So either keep your mouth shut
Or keep it pressed tight against mine.
I never held a funeral for that big part of me that died
The part of me I left behind
when I blew up my life
& I was born again
With even less to lose
like a phoenix from the ashes
but they still call me a con-artist
they say I killed them
with my big . doe . eyes
framed in a curtain of black lashes
Being reborn isn’t as easy as you think
(via soulhunting)
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“I want somebody, just anybody, to lay their hands on my soul tonight
I want a reason to keep believing that someday I’m gonna see the light
Feeling desperate”
(via adventuresinslumberland)
Tonight I am lonely.
I can feel it seeping into me like winter chill through a window pane,
Frosted and bitter.
I keep letting the rain fall on my face and pretending that the warmth and the salt slick taste is something to do global warming and humanity’s need to press the self destruct button and wonder why the sky is falling.
My sky is falling. I wish I knew why.
Did I press the button? Was it an accident? Did I slip?
I want to fall into the sky, into love, into heartbreak, into anything really. I just want to hit something.
I turn my face into the storm and wish for my insides to be washed away down the muddy sidewalks into sewer drains and out to the ocean.
Maybe then the copper penny taste in my mouth would make sense.
Pretend I didn’t just bite clear through my tongue trying not to call out to you, trying not to scream a name I’ve never heard.
I want more than anything to just go home.
If only I knew where that was.
