A Letter To Myself

This is a poor excuse for creativity

A backlash at my violated liberty

Stand close to me and you'll feel the panic

This is dedicated to unnecessary damage

I can still hear you yelling from the bathroom

I don't wanna leave now, but I know I'll have to

Who knows what happens after the death of laughter

I realise the termination of this chapter

It's in the best interest for both our bloodstreams

My veins connect to form a clot it's self destructing

This relationship was nothing but a disease

I folded it to save it but got lost within the crease

Now I'm hoping I can't recognise the pictures

Blurred out faces and the bodies are disfigured

My memory doesn't serve me so well

The misery is merely just a mask I can't unveil

There's a history that both of us are tied to

Underneath the arguments and faces that we lied to

Every second adds more fuel to the flames

I cut off the oxygen along with the pain

So let this story motivate the resurrection

Of what you do we're with no recollection

Of that night the light was so contaminating

Here's a stain that has left me sadly waiting

Another chance to improve my response time

Something here keeps coming back to haunt my-

Non-existance in the path that you've chosen

My heartbeat stops and my lips remain frozen

It's colder than it ever was

Shivering and glancing at the scars on my thumbs

Matchsticks would ignite when I snapped

Ask this man what he would do to get that back

Anything if it was one sober evening

A witness to your wants and everything that lies between them

Never lost in the fantasies or daydreams

This is reality confused with a maybe

I don't think this should be placed on the shelf

A re-evaluation of acceptance and of self

I boarded up every door inside my house

Forwarding the messages to unknown accounts

I'm just a puppet, strung up to crucifixes

Who will miss this abusiveness of wishes

I'm not the person that I thoght I was

Travelling through time on a search for love

So let this story motivate the resurrection

Of what you do we're with no recollection

Of that night the light was so contaminating

Here's a stain that has left me sadly waiting

Another chance to improve my response time

Something here keeps coming back to haunt my-

Non-existance in the path that you've chosen

My heartbeat stops and my lips remain frozen

At the discretion of the listeners health

This is a letter that I wrote to myself

Not to include any persons from my past

And present interactions are never going to last

I only travel to escape that sense of home

I only write 'cause it's the only thing I know

I only breathe for the people around me

I live for you all but you could all live without me

You could all live without me

But you all

You could all live without me