Settled panic,
Snapping bones,
Splitting my skull,
Sitting alone.

Blood dripping,
in the sink,
Close my eyes,
Don't let me think.

My heart's on a plate,
My desires all seem foggy,
These choices scream my name,
But I'm afraid you're just too late.

The after-set of living,
From breathing through machines,
I'm not human,
This oxygen's not clean.

dangling from rope,
I'll stick with one eventually,
Or at least that's the hope.

A/n: soooooooooo there's this girl that I like......and I thought since no one reads this I'd rant about her here.
       Okay so there's this girl she is fucking gorgeous and tall and perfect. When she talks it sounds like a mother fucking chorus of angels; but I have no chance with her, so that's depressing as hell..also my friends hate her guts and idk why.