A photo that graphs One eighth of a second Of distracted attention Yesterday's product of Tomorrow matter Stirred suit of ambitions Flushed out aroused provisions Consequences of a shaken sequence

I used to drink Now I sink softer Fetty hits like God forgot he already punished me Warm butter, toe tag tango The world fades like watching a goodbye walk away People talk about overdoses Like they're tragedies But some of us call that mercy She came over wearing a leather jacket And last months shame We didn't talk Just nods and skin and The flick of the foil We didn't fuck to feel good We fucked to feel less Her body curled around mine Like a comma in a sentence We never wanted to finish I tasted ashes in her kiss She said, "You ever feel like dying's the only thing That makes sense anymore?" I didn't answer Just handed her the pipe and watched the smoke Crawl into her lungs like a lie that loves you We laid there after, high but still hollow Sometimes the closest you get to peace Is not caring if you wake up.

Do you think God stays in heaven because He, too, fears what he made? Who do you pray for when your pastor is on pills? When the judge got a quota and your record won't heal? When your pops works doubles, and your mama ain't real? When did your smile begin to fade so slow? Why does the past still knock, though you said no? What wakes you in the dark, before the dawn? Who whispered truth, then claimed they were wrong? Where do the stars go when the sky forgets? Is love a promise or just unpaid debts? Have you ever kissed with a mouth full of lies? Do you dream louder beneath quiet skies? Can silence scream or is it always still? Would you climb higher if not for the hill? What if your fears are just borrowed time? How do you age without being in your prime? When did the mirror show who you became? Did you ever know her real name? If hearts are maps, why do we get lost? Is freedom worth the heavy cost? Are you the villain in someone else's tale? Do you row harder when winds start to fail? Why do we change what we cannot hold? And who decided we all must grow old? Would you answer, or just ask again? Is this the beginning, or simply the end?

She came wrapped in silence Red lips, black dress Eyes like storms That forgot how to rest She never says love- Just, "stay til I'm numb" She doesn't kiss for romance She just kisses to run She keeps her heals on And her past underneath I asked her once what she needed from me She laughed Lit a cigarette And said, "To forgive...briefly" Her perfumes made of promises that always expires She feeds off of pain And dresses desire We sin slow, like we're scared to heal She calls it freedom but it don't feel real But I let her in And she tears through my chest, Leaves Velvet damage and calls it rest

Only call me when your man isn't home Midnight sins in a borrowed robe White lines on the bathroom stone You love the thrill, but act so cold Told you once, I don't chase Your perfume still laced in my place You only call when the silent hits When the world slows down And your mask doesn't fit You're in his bed, but your heart is not there You showed up here like I care You said I'm the devil in your dreams Mirrored crashed from the last time you screamed Don't cry like you're breaking through You love the hell I drag you to I see the cracks when you try to smile You blame me for the way you fall But you press your back against my bathroom wall Call me just to feel alive I'm not yours, I'm just killing time We don't talk in real life But you show bare by midnight No words, just breath and skin A sin we get lost in, I'm not yours, your not mine But we both stay lost in the low light