Some Words Scribbled On Scrapp and Yes Yet Another Mind Trap

So I’m caught red handed in another lie I thought you believed me on everything But it’s clear that you just found safety in routine And I’ve caught on to your shameful smiles And all your “I’ll be out in a little while” As your crying, sighing alone, dying on the inside a bit alone I spend hours (just scrub and scrub but this blood won’t come off) It just won’t peal itself from my skin It soaked in It stains and remains Exclaiming “I know” I try to slow my breathing but that’s just like teasing I can’t explain my reasoning I dare not leak what I’m thinking Because if I was to you’d come to fear blinking This won’t be the same she swears Glances over to him she watches as he tares at himself silently “He runs he hides from the pain that never subsides And he lies Oh, he lies Fooling everyone but himself The truth is so skewed He’s left knowing there’s nothing left to do but lose It’s disheartening to see him bartering cleverly Desperately trying to level with me” So baby you know that I have to tell you something you already know Here goes a tale of melancholy This will be a adverse disillusion of all the ways I’ve been using love I’m a moon lit lake with a fake calm This is harder than you know doll And the water calls with tranquility It’s rippling to be sweet killing me I’m singing to the lake in hopes that I’ll replace My heart kept in a crate of some ribs My lips open and close like majestic gates And my tongue gives off a sickly sweet melody I’m a felony waiting to happen Slapping myself, preying that might be of service as I’m snapping back to reality so how did we forget all those nights spent talking One moment please, I have to finish chalking my outline Sorry baby I’m just trying to save time Because I’m going to climb ‘till the air is to thin to breath I’ve decided I want to die like in a dream I’m just a bad disease I’ve infected many and few I killed before they knew I was there Seventy seven feet I can almost touch heaven So Reverend won’t you cue the organ Play a little hymn because I’m giving into temptation (Such a burning sensation) And I’m unlacing my fingers Time to begin my glide with knuckles tied I ride the tide of the breeze This boy dies like in a dream Falling faster, Calling louder, I won’t flounder I won’t wake up before the end of this fall I’ll just wither and die like a flower in fall