life can't live
and nor can hell
so how does the phrase "living hell"
you can live in a hell
you're own hell that you create yourself
i've created hell
and sat as the ruler for 19 years
now i try to break that curse
with the kiss of an angel
but hell sucks me back in
don't live in hell
live on earth
don't live in the past
the present is enough to deal with
when sorry can't cut it, it's over
bleh. taste the throw up like battery acid
cascading over lips and into porcelain
i wish that bowl would melt
i wish this house would fall down
and leave me in it
so i can breathe dust like the wind
and fall like an avalanche
i don't know what to do with this body
it's too used up and spent
it wasn't a waste
i am the waste
the body just follows the shadow
and if the wicked witch really died
then where now does her soul reside?
all i keep thinking is there's not enough soap
to wash your smell from my memory
and there's not enough time
to get every piece of glass off my floor
and there's not enough stories
on a skyscraper to fall from
and there's not enough bridges
left standing to get to you
and there's not enough doors
that are left unlocked
and there's just not enough words
to ever say thank you
and there's just not enough smoke
to take away my stress
and there's never going to be enough
but how do i suck this up
i wish you would have never let me in
this is the worst feeling ever
i hope i never feel again.
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