Unheld from Vision by neutralOneder

My tired hands unwind.
Rather than finding you in the lonely night,
they find where you left me.
A cold blanket sea,
Emotions blanket me,
they anchor me,
they never let me LEAVE
they never let me SEE
whats right in front of me.
Loss at the forefront of my mind.
New creations are frustrating to find.
I'm wasting my life by taking my time.

What use is this?
Existing alone with my avarice, my bliss,
my lists, the things I might miss without my selfishness.
Written by regret that hasn’t happened yet,
I mirror life with no consequence.
My time spent fades and shift to hatred and bitterness.

Your version of love is poison.

I take that dose by dose even though I know,
your version of love is poison.
A lasting lingering feeling,
overtaking my being,
instead of receiving treating,
the decay is unyielding,
no breathing no healing
from your version of love…

Your version of love,
Your version of love,
Your version of love is poison.

“For all the talk of a new age coming…
Man Must Face Death.
Death Is Real.”

Clean break,
no nuance in this mixtape.
Something I needed once,
but now its blending into a fugue state.
I wish they would see me for something.
I’m perceived as unattainable, un-relatable.
Connection faked,
I forge a smile when I'm un-conversational.

Lost only at what cost of my life?
I’m at a loss wholly.
I dim myself so i can bring truth to the night.
A lie within light.

Is it healthy for my heart
to be this often torn apart?
These second guesses I'm making
are just missteps that I'm taking.

I rely on other realities
for my comfortable banality.

• Electronic
• alt pop
• emo
• jazz influence
• queer
• Denton