Bleaker Dreamer

I was peace-less, falling to pieces
Frightened from forced fatherhood, friday night fallouts
I wish that I could take this back
I'd killed an infant without it even having lived yet

I bury secrets down in me
You dig them up, I beat you up

Bleaker Dreamer
I love you, but I can't hurt you anymore

You ever wish that you could save someone?
Like rip your heart out of chest cavity prison,
Open-handed Christmas gift...

For you brother,
I'd trade my stomach all of a million times over
Weekly wish away
Worsening, wicked, tight, sick pains

Laughing with you
Laughing without you
Fate can come in charmless form

I just love you, and wish that you weren't hurting anymore

Late Night Thriver
Late Night Hider
Late Night Loneliness