#allthatiam

And I’m a black hole so use me baby,

Cause I can’t feel good unless you abuse me.

Crazy...

How it hurts to feel wanted,

But I’m alone in a universe that’s just haunted.

Ghosts that toast to pain & suffering.

I am in love with them.

Infatuated, by the vortex of misery consuming these eyes.

When did I last feel the tears that I cry?

Hitting,

Screaming,

Go fucking die.

I loved you forever, but that was a lie...

Silence reminds my mind of this morbid loneliness.

A testament to my hatred for all things breathing.

Everything dies.

Everyone’s leaving.

Pour your pain over me, Wrapped up in jealousy,

Choking on bitterness,

Ablaze with all your spite,

Yet I feel nothing like a black hole in the night.

Joe ⏤ All The Things (Your Man Won't Do)

These words...

They’re too noisy inside my head

Too loud

Too messed up

Can no longer comprehend

One moment it’s too silent

The next, it’s earsplitting

Deafening

The void within me

Getting deeper and deeper

Until I’m too blank

Too empty to even think that

I am indeed empty

And all of a sudden

I feel like crying

It’s too suffocating

My heart’s aching

Everything.

Pretty messed up

Feels like no one can stay

Right beside me

Maybe I ain’t enough

That’s all that I am

Am i?

The definition I’ve given myself

Some say it ain’t true

But who can blame me?

I can see scars forming constantly

Etched in my skin..

In my face

In... me

Like some sort of tattoo

Seems too toxic, so wrong

But that’s what I see

And that’s what I feel

Too frail, too weak

To unstable

Unbearable

Maybe that’s all that I am

A puzzle piece that never fits

Seems to be whole but broken

Into bits

Constantly searching for the place

That I belong

But... broken people?

Nah.