braille is a poor substitute to the feel of your skin

Gone emotionally blind and im numb once again

When our stomachs would hurt, our laughter would blend

and it’s about now the thoughts start to really spin

what if and should’ve beens are offensive to say the least

no what if or should’ve been can bring you back to me

i miss my old self, i miss who you changed

I wish you thought of me, or missed the sound of my name

And yet I beg for redemption

get away from the path you’ve set yourself in

I don’t want to become undone in everything you’ve become


Scream something meaningful from the top of my lungs

Nothing I do will ever be enough

It’s not about bringing you back, or keeping my life in check

There’s an ideal of me im trying to be but that person seems so far out of reach

A pedestal, an honor roll, a 5 star motel bed

But You’re still everything that’s rich and worthwhile I’ve built up in my head.

such a shame to ponder on the times

to cast blame and still wonder if we could’ve made it right?

That’s something I’ll always regret


Seems like lately im not a lover

Im still confused i have no brother,

Somethings really wrong with my mother

And Every day adds pressure; I can’t quite handle another

I’m glad you feel so safe now

(Because I feel so alone)

My mistake was reconciliation, im always first to atone

maybe something familiar to expectation

that you’d show love or a bit of reciprocation

But Closure was never enough

Discomforts a friend to me

Familiar, so reminiscent of safety

A time I meant it when i called you home

Now i just wish I could take back what you’ve done

this Anger’s a shell of my grief

at least that’s what Someone said love really means

To ache with passion so deeply

But It shouldn’t hurt to fucking breathe

how sad and pathetic

to be so full of regret that

I can’t see through the last year

I don’t even want to be here,