#heroin chic aesthetic

i’ve lost everyone including myself

waiting patiently for the end.

i’ve become obsessed with knowing myself.

i guess you could call it text book daddy issues.

you could never compete

my house wasn’t haunted. it was my head.

And I need to be redeemed

To the one I’ve sinned against

Because he’s all I ever knew of love

Now I’m too tired to go to sleep

Now I can’t breathe, and I can’t sleep

there was something missing

lock you in her heart

no one took it seriously.

Don’t ask if I’m happy, you know that I’m not

there are other ways to punish her.

i’m begging on my knees. to my god, to my lord, to my saviour.

if i confess, will you punish me?

the sound of your voice is enough of a reason to die.

i know i shouldn’t of

those memories that simply fester and putrefy whatever remains in us until all that’s left is a void.

is there anything left to say?

if i live, it will be against my will.