i spent the last five years holding on
one more day is all that i prayed for i don't talk to the old man that much now a days yet every once and a while i send up a prayer just to make sure that i wasn't wrong and the sun will fade to grey then again how can i be sure that the person that i prayed for didn't cancel out the prayer with a request of their own said god just end it goddammit just end it one more day thats all i wanted so i can capture your shining face one more day all my friends either try to end it or move away and its blowing nuclear craters in my mental state my mental frame my childish brain i can't cope even if its copacetic self hatred at its best infects more than just yourself no thats not a second guess its the truth