release, release.

i just wrote this, and its a working progress, but I have a good feeling about it.

its a very rough draft.


sitting there across the way from me,
how can you deny?
pretending i don't exist,
release, release.

will you do yourself a favor by being a little less spastic?
from what I can tell its not an improvement.
is enough just to sit around?
release, release.

show your alive, and die on the inside.
maybe a shot to the stomach, or a blow to the ego will revive you.
the eventual backstabbing is inevitable.
release, release.

I'm not just someone to be played,
a dog who will fetch your slippers.
but maybe you found hope in a cigarette butt from someone else.
release, release.

show a little joy for your soul.
buried alive in a snowstorm is no way to spend eternity.
when your gone my fire is lit.
release, release.

soulless and wandering a vast sea
i look for your roaming heat
while all I do is this, just to release
release, release.

a love day we had
ruin it all by staying the night.
well, your gone now