Jul 23, 2022
Locked Up
Hands over my ears - I can't hear your betrayal. I don't see the way your ignorance glares like a siren. I should've known you'd never understand the way I break. I've learned to hide in the shadows until my eyes don't shine like crazy. I'm in this battle blinded by the bullets as they dance in the wind, blazing with glory. Wishing one would hit me, sink deep into my flesh and take me out of this pain. I'm numb enough that I won't feel a bullet in my brain. A sweet goodnight, perhaps. Of course, I'm sure I'd miss myself. I'd miss this train of thought that keeps me company in your silence. Hands over my ears - I don't hear you break through tearing up my meaning, destroying all my hopes and dreams with just a sentence.