Right through the empty cavity.
That’s the similarity between love,
Get caught up in the sweets, you catch a hollow tooth, aka an empty cavity.
Now my tooth’s hollow, like my chest.
What’s the point of having a heart if it’s cold and steadily pumping animosity.
I just wanna down some Pain Killers,
I am sure they can kill these thoughts for me.
Drink a whole 5th to myself, I want to throw up all these memories.
Stick a needle in my vein, just to bring me relief.
I wish I never heard the truth, because I did better when I was blinded by the lies.
I look up wanting to scream.
I can’t sleep,
I wish Freddie was real, walk through my door, and murder me.
That’s only a dream.
I wish you never heard of me.
Love is the nightmare.
I swallowed many fallacies,
That I regurgitated his personality.
Now my guards back up, and my blood is as cold and thin as ice.
The only thing I ever vow to give my all is this pen.
The seasons changed and in Spring he showed his true colors.
Ironic my Winter was Summer, but this Summer I will most likely Fall victim to my anger.
My hearts been beaten several times before this, what’s the point of attempting restoring it?
Put some alcohol in the wounds.
I can stay aware,
I’m not trying to get played again.
Defense wins championships, I’m never letting love score again…
From now on it’s just:
Me, This Pen, and Time.