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I need something
to fill this hole,
I have nowhere to go
but a perfect home,
no one to talk to
but the perfect two,
whatever you give
me I will take,
for my soul to
terminate the ache,
This emptiness inside
makes me contemplate of suicide
I need something
to end this emptiness
I am a big mess
I can’t get clean,
I’m full of it
It being my fucked up soul left unseen,
Whatever you give me
I will take,
for my bleeding soul
an emptiness that aches,
What’s ever inside
makes me contemplate of great demise.
