#hxcwrotes

Put the knife in me

Dont honour my death

Let me bleed out

Its too late to have wept

Dozens of regrets

Dont make it have any more sense

A facet of a lunatics lament

There is no form of amends

Ive put my bones in to the little ive struggled to

Outcast in my own home

Im far from where i am

Further than the moon

Dont reach back

I will just relapse

Ive always told myself to be the change

But the rip keeps pulling me its way

Ive stayed asleep

Ive stayed awake