Poetry and writing a fanfiction, more on that later.

Catch me, I'm falling.
Save me, I'm senseless.
Sing to me, it's way too silent,
I'm standing here defying science for you.

Take me, I'm yours.
Keep me under wraps.
Save me, save me I'm torn.
But it's nothing your lips can't fix is it?

Your eyes, they stare right through me.
I feel it your gaze shifting your motives move,
and you're willing the ropes not to come lose,
don't slip and reveal your true self to me.

Because baby baby you can't do that.
Babybabybaby you're too weak you're too wrong.
Baby you're broken you need me you want it.
Take me I'm yours but keep me under wraps.

You're breaking me inch by inch, wasting me, ruining me,
you know how I love it.
I want it I need it I beg for it,
but you can't give me what I want.

You can't you can't you're too weak you're too wrong
you're not there, you're too scared,
babybabybaby take what you need until you're numb.

I could tell you whatever you want to hear but if I said I loved you would you listen would you hear me out when you're my last hope and I'm watching you through the window like I'll never get another chance and tears land on pillows and chase away nightmares keeping us up for all eternity, keeping us sane and insane and ripping apart our last sense of morality you could help me if you tried you could save me you liar just find me a handgun and a weaker set of morals, some rope and some pills we'll be good to go we'll write out the note and we'll laugh and act stupid like any other day but today's not just any day today's our day todays our day todays our day todaysourdaytodaysourdaytoday.

Today's just not your day.

April 20th.