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these city streets don't make me feel alive
like they used to,
i only want
what is out of reach.

my arms feel heavy
(dead weight)
weighing me down,
slowing my movements,

with my foot
on the gas pedal
i'm barely learning to crawl.

i just need to clear my head.
i washed the blood
off my hands
and watched it wash
down the drain

i washed the blood off my hands,
i washed the blood off my hands.

you left
an ashy taste in my mouth,
i just need to clear my mind.
i just need some time
i hope you don't mind.

i washed your blood off my hands
and watched your remains
wash down the drain.

these city streets
don't keep me awake anymore,
my mind still races
around every corner,
running every red light,
i just need to breathe.

the winters here
will rattle your
bones,
racked with guilt,
you're already shaking.

the winters here
will watch you decay,
slowly,

i washed the blood off my hands
only to watch it stain
everything i've ever known.

the marks i left
in the snow
serve as a reminder
that i've destroyed
what was left
of my innocence.

the cigarettes leave
the ashy taste in my mouth.

i just need to clear my mind.
what
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InklingsOfOblivion Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I had to read this twice to get a good hold on it. Love the writing style. :clap:
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