Shake hands cause you never took a look to see. Closed eyes. Closed mind. No help with a closed heart left on the shelf. Another closed book to me. Not calm but still edge. I let the dead weight explain my straight hate against anything you've said. Dead. I know. There's no hope. Letting go of a precious life hanging on a rope. Denied. Crossed out every single line that was claimed to be a lie. Inhale with two deep breaths, then hold it. I'll release it when you suffocate and you know this. Knowing that's for every time you took my breath away. Wishing you can fix this. I'm listless but only at one point. Fuck that. Fuck this. Fuck you. Fuck truth. Live life far beyond any thought any mind with any dream can do. Though, it seems like I'm taking steps with aggression. Always learning. Always holding. To every message in every lesson. But keep in mind. This is jus one point of view. Allowing you to adjust to the circumstance of me always hating and loving, every little thing always you do. Yeah, one line. One crime. One me. Fuck you. I dialogue with the ones who I've revived. Died, but now alive to take pride and to cauterize. No more of you. The truth is your demise. No more of you. I don't owe you a fucking dime. I got plenty of keys to jus ride. X'd up to let die. There's no end in this drive. I'm jus living life. The voice in the back of my head keeps saying to confirm the status on the surface of staying. Means no getting nervous and ever fucking complaining. I'm jus living life.
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