Yeah, go on and lift your brow
Pretend you have concern
Act like you're living pain
Allow hurt to have it's turn
You can cringe when you breathe
Gasp for air with every intake
Treat that weight like knives in you
You're lungs would cave were it not fake
Yeah summon those tears
Just make sure to let me know
So I think you're miserable
I know it's a fucking show
Take each step with a limp
Struggle to stand on your feet
Appear an injured dog for me
Well, you are a dog atleast
Moan about your hollow heart
Whine that it will never fill
One eye open, am I watching?
Hard to tell when I'm entirely still
Yeah you don't like to think of me
With another when I have a smile
But I've walked hard for six long years
My legs were broken within the last mile
So I'm not going one more step
If you really do want me back
You'll have to drag me through glass and salt
Where my legs are soaking at
Because I won't help you, the choice is yours
Just don't pretend you're hurting, that's a lie
I haven't the small will that yours remains
If you endured what I have, you'd lose your mind
Supposively it has hurt in the past
But back then it was all hit and miss
Next time chills go down your spine
Just know, you don't know what hell is |
Submission Name: Your Hell's a Joke
