red leaks from my skin, sirens take over my inner thoughts
Am I dying?
Dying is a wish
Voices sprint through my head, dropping negativity from the pockets of their thoughts
Physical pain is a blessing because it goes away
But my heart is not the only thing that has been shot
You polluted my brain with your love you seemed to always say
Love is a cave that draws in victims with big moon eyes
My mind won’t see the light of day because it’s intoxicated from the love you gave it
Every tree grown from the stems of my brain cut down
Silence in the room masks the constant bickering in my head
Funny how in a reflection, love kinda sounds like
Evil