Bunniay

 the only cure is sleep and it never seems to come when you need it

go ahead step all over me i will still smi le and welcome you

 dropped and forgotten as soon as you found someone much better to use

tuning out your end less raids and stupid fists with family christmas songs

its 11:58 and the worlds slowly falling its like your just a body, not a soul illuminated eyes just aren't there anymore they're dim muted blues and its impossible to find where it could be i want it back but i keep telling you its not coming back for a long time and it feels like the worlds slowly falling and there isn't a person who gives a dam even as i point out all the parts collapsing away i dont think there is anyone who has time to care of some dim eyes or put the pieces back where they're supposed to be its time to grow up

sticks and stones may break your bones but at least you could really feel something

 flooding my mind with memories i keep building a dam against you

eyes are the loveli est color once they lose all their heavy burdens

 you're a hurricane violent but so beautiful reckless without care