of me - of you

Funny how you always did complain

Now it’s my ringing that keeps you disgusted

And if the rain keeps you indoors

Then you’re worse off then I could have imagined

Perhaps one day we’ll return

In a less fucked up way

But I’ll jump off that bridge when we get there

I hold it in my hands

With such wishful ears

It’s been silent for a month, along with my heart

But I rather drown in my own lies then your silence

I have been destroying myself in honor of your name

Trying not to blame anyone, punish me all the same

These nights have been my own personal hell

Where I chain smoke until I can’t remember your face

And just when I think my lungs will collapse inside of me

Morning wakes with the light of a new day absent of you

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