Liam.
cottoncandycries.the lights swirl around my head anxiety rushes pushes its way through my vienscottoncandycries.
i tell myself the noises the staring the voices shut it all out but i let it all in somehow i'm the child at the county fair looking for their mother cotton candy soaked in tears melting sweet fluff
into bitter streams i am all alone yet surrounded by my bustling stupid fears.
night.you are completely unaware but there are moments when i lay on dew covered grass and look you into the open night sky hoping to see something other than the stars sparkle i drink cool night air hoping you're doing the same when late sounds echo through tree tops to sing me to sleep you are completely unaware i'm in love.night.
ClicheI’m a poet I swear. This isn’t just a half-assed attempt at publicity, At stardom, At making it big. I’m not trying to impress. I’m not trying to win you over. Its just that slamming this hammer into my mirror, makes me feel better about myself. It’s broken, I’m fixed, And the words start to come. And the next thing I say will be oh so cliché. Cause I’m trapped in the sands of time. Running away but being drug deeper. And the drug, Oh the drug is just so sweet, A fragment of glass in a little girl’s finger, As it reflects the shine from the streetlCliche
im counting on your apathy.
Regretful
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