dollgrave

i'll walk to the end to keep myself and i wont let go until im taken under (so this is what its like living without fear) strange how im stronger from my weakest point i almost disappeared how far would you go to save what is left of you? burned out...but your beautiful scared to death to try something new trip past broken dreams and empty promises words that stabbed you, thoughts that dragged you kicking and screaming back im not really here..i am so far away.. my head tells me "tomorrow" my heart says "if i get through today" i will walk to the end to keep myself i wont let go, i wont look down burned out..but im beautiful

took a short step off the bed and yelled: "RUN AWAY ALL YOU SCARED LITTLE MONSTERS.. COME BACK WHEN YOU HAVE BETTER NIGHTMARES!!" the old ones just dont work anymore.. i find no joy in headless barbies cartoons depress me and now i have to pay to have (a life) from pigtails and fairytales to mohawks and raising hell look what daddys girl grew up to be i have tattoos to hide the wounds but nothing will ever heal me nothing will ever heal me unless there was a way i could go back

i live in a suitcase full of things i do not own nothing hides what i lack inside a broken mirror from a broken home this road is the only thing that keeps me going every night ; to see new eyes to feel something alive

change the topic or just drop it im tired of chasing words in circles nothing new is ever spoken and if they were we'd be dumbfounded to see that you made a brand new opinion its a fact that i lack moral conviction...half of the time the truth is i stopped caring about most things that dont involve the obscene god and i had a long talk and in the end he said im spiritually broke so im bumming cigarettes for comfort soon ill be in a bright room with boaring company ill always believe companions are useless luxuries but then i hate to be alone lonely and company are one in the same to me