we don’t give up, we fuck shit up.

The tick tock of the clock is painful,
all sane and logical.
I want to put my tender heart in a blender
and watch it spin around to a beautiful oblivion.

I would swallow my pride
but the lack thereof would leave me empty inside.
I find nothing but faith in nothing.
I alone am the one you don't know you need,
you don't know you need me.