​idealism
Loneliness
Wonder when it’ll fade away
Play the waves; humming frequencies in major
May just reanimate the grey monotone
Everyday's the same; plagued with rain, but still can't seem to cleanse the pain
Or corrode and break the chains stretching temporally through memories except to maybe wait
Learning to know when to quit trying to change what can't be changed, like fate
'Til my lungs inflamed
Weight, rib-cage caving
Decay the faith to try again
A razor blade, a horizontal cut across the Adam’s apple
Now that you’re Gone Girl, I struggle to see the point
Carried the both of us when you couldn’t, baby, it’s fine
'Til you grew complacent and blown me off thinking I’ll wait ‘til you make the time
But you were right
I waited and I waited ‘cause I loved you way too much to let you go
‘Til weeks turned into months, winter comes but the only snow’s the static drizzlin’ onto your silence over the phone
I guess I should have known, but through the rose tinted lenses, all the red flags seemed so normal
It’s all just perception
Wondering if any of the things you've ever said to me you meant it
Now the trust turned opaque, tainted with the doubt
Infected cut oozing like the sewage of her decadence
Sittin’ immiscibly in the residual love
Lingers ambivalence that only the evening’s palette can paint what it feels like
You’re right, maybe we should just end this here while it’s still light