i'm almost alive

holding hands instead of grudges are easier to let go and then pick back up again. I’m glad we’re finally agreeing on something. You know none of this has been easy for me


I need you to try and save me.

I know I’m not the only girl you’ve ever had

These bottles keep piling up while I keep falling down, nothing can be better than stumbling around trying to hide from feelings. “I’m fine” I stammer out. IT’S ALL LIES.
We all know it.
We all just don’t know how to stop it
I replay events from my past, every time it gets worse
can’t we just go back to laying half naked in each others arms, we may have been inebriated but it still felt nice. Maybe you felt nothing?
I felt safe and comforted half asleep staring at your sleeping figure
pass me another bottle. Let me make another mistake
I’m attached at the hip with bad ideas and even worse regrets, but I wouldn’t change a thing
if it means I end up in your arms sometimes
JUST DROP IT.
I wish I could, its all so heavy this was supposed to mean so much more, or was I just wasting time (wishful) thinking
you know all this could go away if you just said SOMETHING, ANYTHING
even if it burns holes in me like the garbage can we lit on fire to stay warm while looking at stars
"you can’t see them properly, its all the city lights” we went inside, and left the garbage fire to burn out or spread
I wasn’t concerned either way