so few hearts can hear my thoughts

convincing god it's what i want

will it be enough?

going through it, seems to be,

a tragedy of vicious screams

that circle me, are these memories?

folded like paper airplanes,

in a hurricane

the way i think don't ever think

to be the same

i'm just a temporary lifeform.

the grave regret, i can't forget

the gaping debt of hate and guiltiness

am i just depraved and spent

my bodies rent

my mind too beat to admit

i just can't spill the rest,

folding like paper airplanes

in a hurricane

stretching my lid to keep a grip on this

i'm living in lonliness

wasting my breath to miss my

chance at this

in finding happiness

and i found someone

who's got the strength to

break the spells

unwinding in my cells

in my shell, devoid of light

the swell of hellish voices

might take me out tonight

if i should dissipate into that flight

please don't mind if i abide my time

i'm open wide

gliding like paper airplanes....