Big dreamer

 I stopped crying long ago.

The antidepressants numbs

Instead of letting go, 

The cuts don't hurt the same. 

Scratched with a sharp nail. 

TV advertisements for charities 

Don't hit the same, 

Burnt out and only myself to blame. 

Too close to stop, 

A life less ordinary. 

Wait, wait let me tell you another story. 

Runny nose and a dry mouth. 

Not the life I once dreamt about. 

Sure, lest you got the bag to lick. 

Repost?

 What would you say

If I told you. 

I can't connect the dots.

Though maybe I could,

If you would 

Accept

that this 

 isn't any ordinary love.

If you just let it be. 

Don't compare or let other relationships 

Change how you feel. 

My new shirt, my mum bought me for Christmas.

 Sick of this sadness,

Like a heavy weight.

And the sky might be cloudless,

But the dark has already set in.

I said too much,

It's hard to be sure.

But there was no answer

When I knocked at your door.

The last of the last

 I'm scrolling and scrolling,

But nothing is coming up. 

Scrolling my life away, 

And my nose is blocked. 

Message after message, 

But everyone's in bed and no one's up. 

I'll probably not sleep, 

And my nose is blocked. 

My chest is feeling the pump pump. 

My heart needs a rest

But my mind is made up. 

I don't know what to do with my time, 

I'm fed up. 

Everything is boring, 

So the scrolling is my only thing

And I'm so broke I can't even pay attention 

I think I'm maybe fuked up. 

You can't win them all.

 You can't win them all,

As much as you try. 

The more times you lose, 

The more it hurts, 

The more it plays on your mind. 

The more you can't find any excuse, 

It's definitely not them, 

It's you. 

It's not you, 

It's me. 

Hunched in the corner, 

Face lit by the TV. 

Up too late, 

But you can't sleep. 

You tried keeping your eyes closed. 

Not even opening them a peep. 

But somethings wrong, 

So you put on you tube and the sadest songs. 

Let them burn, 

When you aren't feeling strong. 

When everything is wrong. 

Dark and longer

 sleight of heart, 

A losing hand, a darkness, 

Cancer of the the soul, 

Spread sheets and work demands, 

Cut backs and a need to need, 

Till you forget the small things 

And everything feels wrong. 

You could of been a contender, 

Ecerybody's blue eyed boy, 

Open doors and pull out chairs, 

Brought up right in the wrong time, 

But you know what? 

I do all my own stunts, 

And that is easy to forget, 

Leaves me holding a little tighter 

To broken pieces. 

The days get shorter, 

Till you can't face the freeze of the passing breeze, 

Can't hack the cold and dark of the morning

As the trees lose their leafs, 

Stole by the passing wind, 

The nights last forever.  

It doesn't make a difference 

That the clocks go back, 

The best days have left, 

And I'm having another panic attack. .

Re post?

 Romantic terrorist,

Imagine bumping into you.

The things we say we won't, 

But we always do.

Though we try,

it would never do,

Imagine you being lost & wrong 

When it's late at night,

Heart broke on a school night, 

And the rain soaked me through.

It's only permanent

It's not like it's forever,

The things a romantic terrorist

For love would do.