Had A Conversation With Myself,

I just want someone to be real with me.

beginning to feel,

don’t wanna survive,

my body is here,

i’m losing my mind,

my mind.

why do i try?

should i forgive?

your touch was a lie,

but you touched me still,

still.

how do i explain?

what do i say?

you’re in my thoughts

got a headache

i’m still awake

i cant escape

leave me alone

but don’t stay away

being awake is a nightmare

in which i can’t fall asleep from

When the new day is born

Will you nurture it?

Will you teach it who you are?

Will it change you?

Or will you let it pass you by

Like a slow death in the sky

Poltergeist

There’s an outstretched hand,

Just out of touch,

Just out of reach.

I can almost feel the warmth,

Of small fingertips,

Trying to understand me.

Why do I fight the feeling?

Am I weak?

Am I brave?

I think I’m scared everyday.

Is it the truth I need?

Is it love I want?

Is there something here?

Or is it nothing at all?

i love you, and i love you

it’s like when i breathe and i don’t even have to try

one more time

touch my skin

hold me tight

i don’t want it to end

the look in ur eyes

tells me everything

all your lies

disguised as loveliness

all those things you said

all those things you said

i don’t want to die

but don’t want to exist

don’t know how to cry

i’m no good at this

it’s all in my head

it’s all in my head

don’t become a victim of yourself

you control everything you do

if you are not aware of others

and not aware of yourself

you are chaos

if you are aware of others,

and not aware of yourself,

you are weak,

if you are not aware of others,

and only aware of yourself,

you are foolish,

if you are aware of others and yourself,

you are powerful