The lone wails of the moon in the darkest hour of the night, 
screaming, begging; stop.
The warning in every ray of sunlight, 
but we can't hear them.
Deaf to the song of the universe? 
oblivious?
or simply ignorant? 

The truth, they scream in our pitiful faces, 
but we turn away. 
For such truth is unknowable to us. 
Wrecking havoc, 
on what never was ours. 
But when nothing is one's own, 
he must claim another's, 
must he not? 

Head held...

have you ever seen someone fail something so badly, you're like daaamn, how? 
yeah, mirrors are pretty dumb

The cool night air, 
Calming breeze, 
Suffocates me. 

A plastic bag over my head. 
Mama told me to stay away from those. 
Shoulda listened. 

Small stream on the outskirts of town. 
Drove 2 hours to get here. 
A minute to midnight, 
Jump.

Cold. Wet. 
Waves consume me. 
There's a ringing silence. 
Hurts like heaven. 
Blissful hell. 

I'm underwater. 
And i can finally, 
breathe.