thefuneralof

~vegas~


i'm afraid i'll lose myself
a part of my heart left in soneone else
kids like us will be alone forever
kids like us will be alone together
seeing the world through cross-hair eyes

~strength in solitude (panic)

when we were young, we thought the days would get better. today i talked myself out of ending this. i've been out chasing silhouettes ~ losing frozen smiles to the thawed regrets. and all, all the way home, i could see your breath though we looked dead. 'i'm so far from here' we laughed 'our time is running thin'. but i always knew how the end would end. i never said i'd stay to the end. fuck you, fuck all of you. you'll never know what i wanted to say. those words are as dead as the air i breathe. life is just a big second guess, a broken staircase of mistook steps...you can trust me, it's not ok...

~sore-throat syndrome (American Nightmare)



lights reflected off the eyes of stolen glances. as mistook chances hung in stagnant air. my tired skin clinging to exhaled death, laid as a target for your callous words. broken dreams as transparent as empty wallets. if we only knew what these scars would speak.

~vegas. 2.13.07