trigger warning: implied suicidal thoughts

oh. and they say distance makes the heart grow fonder, but mine is curling up into a ball, getting ready to explode.

and the static crackles in my mind, growing louder and louder until i can barely hear… oh.

so i find myself, clenching my fists up into battering rams, waiting for the sky to let go.

falling apart on the beach in the middle of the night. or drowning in the abyss of my own fucked-up mind, pushing up toward the surface but never finding the light…


and i don’t know when i got here, but i find myself looking out your bedroom window in the middle of the night. surrounded by the people i love most, and still unable to see anything of worth left in my life.

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