Footsteps of failure cling to my feet
Without them I'd be incomplete
They burn my soles and stain my path
Splitting my consciousness in half.
You find me dressed in lilac, unable to talk
And all my best efforts, washed away like rainflushed chalk
False starts and empty promises,
The voices stay anonymous.
Stare into lifeless eyes of a pale halfmoon
My love is a wasteland that you threw yourself into.
Slipped through the cracks again, come undone,
Hiding my hopelessness away from everyone.
I write it on the sidewalk, praying for rain
„This is the last time“, I tell the cold porcelain
But we both know that that's a lie
I'm a lost cause, undignified.
I'm on my best behaviour, but that doesn't mean a thing
It's only a matter of time until I turn to stone and sink
Things keep falling through the holes that spot my mind
Deliberate habitual slow suicide
Surrounded by white roses and made from clay,
Drowned in the darkness that comes with each dying day
Caught within chambers of a restless heart
The circling serpents tear me apart
I'm resurrected and reborn
I carry on.
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