Left alone to hate the world, ever need a person just to hold on to? Sad songs, as they play out of your musical instrument, hook it up to your head, is there things that need recognition? My mind is burning. In a hole, im in a deep hole, and I can't get out. So I made a couch and there I curl, locked into my submission, ignition be damned. I ate too much garlic butter today.

I never make sense, which is why im so tense...someone drain my actions away. Bleed my misgivings of their guilt. I can watch people die. They do it in front of my face, time eats away at their features moment to moment. Skinn flecks fall down as I catch them in my gaze. And as the music sounds, I turn away.
It is useless to care.

I'm so tired.