FicWad

i feel so fucking high
but all i really want to do is cry
i can't stop laughing now
and how
do i stop the laughter
when tears are streaming down my face
there sorrowful waterworks
it when i realized i'm so fucking easy to replace
and whats the fucking point

we always light the fuse
and we never think
we leave the fridge open
and everything starts to smell
i'm just so fucking broken
and i might as well
swim across the ocean
just to drown in the swells

i'm just mourning over my own death
no ones at my funeral
i think its pretty funny
but i'm living in a shell
of my own existence
and i'm washed up and torn apart
i don't even have the spirit
to wake up from the nightmares

i'd rather suffer asleep
then stay awake to my haunting thoughts

the voices are calling my name
but all i hear is ringing in my ear now
i know they're saying bad things
i already know what they are
the voices are taking over
and i can't stop them

don't listen to them
i tell myself over and over
but they pull me in the instant i'm almost got out
but you weren't there to help me

even though i scream louder than the sun
no one hears
but they have already won

This is word vomit. I don't even know.