That New Smell Of Dead Things… Broken Thoughts…

Took in everything that you said
Thought about what it was
And tried to not end up dead
Now I’m hanging by a razor blade
Hanging on by a nail
Swinging to the sound of
The words that were said
The thoughts that meant so much
Then and not so much now
As I watch it all die
Swaying in the wind
Because I’m hanging by a razor blade
Hanging on by a nail
Swinging to the sound of
Everything that’s to be said
About the feelings in my head

Took away… taking all of this… what was I left with?…

Speaking of a way to take this all away
Reciting all the ways you mean so much to me
Can’t tell the difference as the lines
Begin to blur between death and matrimony
Gave everything else a chance
What’s one more day without rest
Burning this candle from end to end
With a can of gasoline and a few matches
Here we go again with the woe is me
Digging the glass in deeper
I can’t help but to adjust to my new smile
Because some days can feel like the last
Nothing can take a way a feeling buried inside
Guess I’ll see you on the other side
A haunting sort of apparition standing over your grave
Some things are just fated to be
Like your love for me
Sunk my teeth in and now I’ll never go
Chasing death with the strength of love
Digging a grave from the friction of my feet
Because some things are just fated to be
No matter how hard we try to secede
Expect that death always had a plan for me

Well it is hard to see… with your head up your ass…

Drain the blood
For what it’s worth
A vampire with no regrets
Is like a zombie without a place to be
Took more than anyone has
To let you know
I’m not dead
Inside, outside, above ground or not
Sucking the life out of every moment
Took it for all it was worth
An appendage without a purpose
Is like a life without a place to go

Broken Thoughts
Layne Ambrose

Can we be honest?… Let’s be honest… that last thought was pretty much trash… but for some reason I really like it… not even in a settling kind of way… there is maybe like two solid lines that would be great for thought breaks… but I couldn’t bring myself to pull them away from the thought…

If you agree know that this isn’t a sign of things to be… if you disagree know that this isn’t a sign of things to be… I don’t remember writing it… but decoding my thought… I can tell I just wanted to use vampires… zombies… and appendages in something… also the best line is easily… “Sucking the life out of every moment”… there I said it… if we are being honest with ourselves…

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