SMXII - II

SMXII covers a series of writings I did during my drunken summer of 2012. Often, they were related to love, which is a difficult subject for me. When drunk, I wrote in my little black journal.

Faces stare from every wall

And I don’t know what I am to do

Veils shroud their eyes

And it scares the s**t out of me

Should I speak up or just back down

Because I tire of this game

Where every day is the same

I open my mouth, but no words are to be found

I have lost my breath and can’t make a sound

I’m drowning, even though I see the surface

I’m drowning, while my world burns to ash

I did my damn best to be there for you

But it was a mistake to expect anything from you

I reach out to an empty heart

Closed off to my yearning embrace

I should have known from the start

This would turn into a meaningless chase

Should I speak up or just back down

Where I don’t know if I’m f*****g sane

Because nothing can numb this pain