Thoughts from a rotting mind

I am selfish I am broken I am cruel I am all the things the might have said to you

Honey, what'd you take, what'd you take? Honey, look at me Tell me what you took, what'd you take?

And I cannot say a word to you like this wanna see you wanna see you wanna see you wanna see you wanna see you but I gotta resist

I think I'd love to die alone I think I'd love to die alone I think I'd love to die alone I think I'd love to die alone

“You’re DEAD Laura but YOUR problems keep hanging around. It’s almost like they didn’t bury you deep enough!”

And should I be shocked now, by the last thing you said?

You will... never be... a God!

But you don't work here anymore It's just a vacant three by four

“I wanted to push you to be your best self. I see now that I have failed you.” “But you didn’t fail me because I am not a failure. Why do you need to be proud of me on your terms?”

I've tasted friendship, I've tasted you I've tasted dying and it tasted good

“Yeah. I love you too, kiddo,” he replies. “Always will.”

“You’ve come a long, long way and you deserve to be really happy.”

He looks at the woman next to me and he is sad. I’m sad when he looks to her, and she’s sad when she looks at him, and they’re both very sad when they look to me. Doctor Roy and the woman keep talking, but I’m trying to think. Why do I make them so sad?

“It's not fair. It's not fair. You are so untouched. I can't leave a single wound on you.” He spoke, soft as moonlight.

I'm battling monsters, I'm pulling you out of the burning buildings and you say I'll give you anything but you never come through.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS THERAPY?!”

You appeared again tonight. Sad eyes, fierce, looking hurt. May you find the peace you seek.

“This is not yours to fix alone. You act like you’re all alone out there in the world, but you’re not. You’re not alone.”

So hold me, lover, like you used to So tight I’d bruise you I’d bruise you, I’d bruise you too

He looks at the woman next to me and he is sad. I’m sad when he looks to her, and she’s sad when she looks at him, and they’re both very sad when they look to me.

There's someone in your head Waiting to fucking strangle you