swagthotpatrol

throwing myself off a bus i just refreshed the app and i hadnt saved the story i was reading to my library yet

itwasmaroonn

while you were out building other worlds, where was i? where’s that man who threw blankets over my barbed wire? i made you my temple, my mural, my sky. now, i’m begging for footnotes in the story of your life. drawing heads in the byline, always taking up too much space or time. you assume i’m fine but what would you do if i, i break free and leave us in ruins? took this dagger in me and removed it? gain the weight of you then lose it? believe me, i could do it

itwasmaroonn

how long could we be a sad song? ‘til we were too far gone to bring back to life? i gave you all my best me’s, my endless empathy. and all i did was bleed as i tried to be the bravest soldier fighting in only your army. frontlines, don’t you ignore me. i’m the best thing at this party. you’re losing me. and i wouldn’t marry me either, a ‘pathological people pleaser’ who only wanted you to see her. and i’m fading thinking, do something, babe, say something. lose something, babe, risk something. you’re losing me. choose something, babe, i’ve got nothing to believe. unless you’re choosing me.