Red rivers rage in this desperate state. Someone hold me down. Someone hold me down because I lost my bearings and I plunged an angry blade. Someone calm me down from these heights.
Nothing will be the same in this poor broken brain. Someone else take the reins.
If I regress from this bitterness, snap me out of it. Snap me out of it because I’m losing at this precious game of clinging onto my mind. Please hold me back from myself, and if I start to crack, I guess they’ll just put me back where I belong.
Come on, helpless. Rise above this. No one else can open your mind. They don’t love you. Not like I do. They don’t see the blood in your eyes. Sleep soundly one more night — don’t you cry. Your ship will sail on time — one more night. The morning sun will rise.
The fire surrounds all who are frightened.
Light a flame in your feet. Make your way to the sea. Count the days until it comes:
a giant wave to swallow everyone.
I awoke to find that no one was beside me. It was just a dream. You see, there’s no home for me. Someone’s bound to find me; no one’s going to hide me. I am all alone in hell. All alone. Help me.
We had everything but now it’s gone.
Don’t you mess with my happiness. Or I’ll slam you against the wall until there’s a crack in your shoulder blade. Or I’ll punch you in the mouth until there’s a fault to your handsome face.

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