How Are You Holding Up, Princess?

from by Two Cats & Bliss



I really do miss you,
sweetest heart,
I was never good with math,
but I ace division,
so let this be my swan song,
desertion & exodus,
you are the statuesque leaf on the Oak.

the one that survived every season,
until my demise came over you,
& I am sorry.

I want to glide,
like a mist on a river,
to be blown to death,
by a gust of wind

I fool myself like a personal jester,
I would never be fit for kingship,
I'm sick of running out of heart and alcohol,
just to analyze myself in a billion state of minds,
I the writer, yours truly,
with the dead and the morbid words,
how we break,
the plots of our night,
I still break,
with a crater in my heart.


from Shitty Old Demo, released January 6, 2011



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