Just a Ramble

My mind is split in a million pieces.
Spitting non-stop like it’s ready to disease and I’m.
Having trouble battling with the thoughts in my head.
Just like everyone around us there’s nothing new to be said.
Guess it’s just one of those tricky valleys.
Where the sallies go about with their own business.
Having fun with the constant attention from every wandering dick in the place.
Not thinking or remembering the past it’s misplaced.
Yet this feeling I have is fucking horrible.
Constant dreams on repeat waking up just miserable.
Where I want to tear down that perfect fucking memory wall.
Nothing but an immature little pussy cat doll.
Prancing around the world, looking for a new game that you can roll.
Feeding me bullshit ‘til I can’t take it and puke.
Where I just want to end it all with one simple nuke.
Cause my life isn’t hard enough you have to keep showing up.
And my phone it’s on overload please just shut the fuck up.
Like I understand you still love me, many girls say they do.
But please for my sanity take that flower off the vanity.
So you don’t constantly think of me.
And wonder where I’m at, what I’m doing, who I’m talking to.
Just think of me as dead, where I’m a ghost floating around, nothing but a whisper in the wind by your head.
Because my mind and those tight ties we had are creeping their way around my neck.
Strangling the sunshine that tries to show through the cracks of my deck.
And the rain pouring over rots the wood that holds me up.
The cracks are widening as the light grows stronger.
Not for the happiness I want, but my last breath like a dying soldier.
I swore this was a dream but it all seems too real.
I feel the pain of jealousy tearing through my veins.
I feel the cold of your kindness that I mistook for warmth, I’m ashamed.
I hear nothing because the lies destroyed my ears.
There is now nothing but silence within me I fear.
No beautiful rhythms of guitar or beating of the powerful drum that once was.
For now I see only darkness and tears.
Even you lost soul of a lover cry over my grave.
Wishing you could take it all back so my life would be saved.
But now I sit all alone in this universe floating peacefully past.
And my thoughts they finally cast away those pains I once had.
Though have no fear my wonderful friends of the night.
There is no fright, for this is only Just a Ramble.