nothing really.
just space.
a big dark slate to write on
but no one will
too scared to talk
life is death and love is just another way of saying,
"pick your poison,
time to die"
when your too tired to stand
fall into me
pick a star and wish on it
i cant promise that it will come true.
you cant promise anything when
the world is so broken
watch it bleed
day........
after.......
day.......
all the people are too lazy to fix it though,
so we all suffer
one.......
more.......
time......
through.......
its hard to cry when your eyes are shut
its hard to bleed when you have no blood
so lay on the counter and count the lights that you can see
even the ones that arnt real
and ill be there beside you,
even if you cant see me
