myimpulsivethoughts

every time i hold you

i hold my beating heart

for you are my whole world

without you i’ll fall apart

it’s not all so bad

i’m not always this sad

but you were all i had

cold December breeze

wind blows through the trees

tears run down my cheeks

you’re killing me with ease

i scream to death, i freeze

i beg, i cry, i plead

talk to me please

or leave me here to bleed

i didn’t get happy

but i got less sad

i know i won’t always

feel so bad

if flowers bloomed

inside my head

maybe i’d

forget what you said

i don’t care

if you get wet when it rains

i don’t care

because all you do is drain

and when it comes to texting

i will refrain

because you never

appreciated me anyways

and if i use my head

maybe my thick skull will get it through

that we were as good as dead

and that i need something shiny & new

i hope it’s always raining

i know it ruins your day

your attitude is draining

there’s nothing left to say

this is new for me

it’s scary to let you in

what did you do to me

you’re the yang to my yin

oh love, how you always go to waste

i’m always craving more

give me another taste

— i’m nonexistent

and i’m starving for your face

it seems it’s all i have

when i’m stuck here in this place

i just keep waiting

for the day you’ll come back home

but that day is never coming

and i’ll always be alone

why am i so fixated

on everyone else’s success

and at the same time wondering

why my life is a mess

too scared to let down these walls

just to start over again

still waiting for you to call

turns out i’m the fool in the end

if it were up to me

your hand would be in mine

but it wasn’t meant to be —

we’ll never intertwine

bow down, baby

it’s you who needs me

you thought i’d play along

but goddamn — you’re so naive

i’m waking up with your alarm

even though you’re not here anymore

you’ll always keep me awake —

and i’ll always feel hollow to my core

you never really gave me

the chance to spill my guts

instead you left me sitting here

going fucking nuts

seems like i’m always wondering

why i’m not enough

but now i’m calling you out

i’m calling you on your bluff

i’ve been going through ‘em

like a fucking catalog

you think that you’re the shit

when we both know

you’re really not

we watched the foundation

of the local movie theater

get torn apart

much like our own

and you mourned for the theater

and all of the memories

that we could never return to

but you never wept for us

when we crumbled

i won’t shrink for you

i’m sick of feeling small

— giving it my all

just to be split in two