pain gives me the right to be unkind

Void,

Hiding in that place between breaths laying face down on a blue blanket fully wrapped up in the past.

And I see, the patterns repeating, repeating and I’m tired and there is the second between heartbeats..Where I linger and try to formulate a plan of attack.

and I could wait forever for that sound that moment, as papa roach screams in my ear, I would think I’ve gone back in time except I can see my collar bones.

Don’t make a sound

Shh listen

Keep your head down

We’re not safe yet

Don’t make a sound

And be good for me

‘Cause I know they’re waiting somewhere out here

Equipped with a fully functioning inferiority complex, always wanting more than my worth. I can see the past mirroring the present and in-between shutters and the things we do not speak of…

Between bruises and loneliness

And I could fill pages and pages with things I don’t talk about.

I want to talk again.

So the play list is named “told you so” because for once it wasn’t about the music at all.

anything for you..

*Angel*