forgive me i'm trying to find...

...my calling i'm calling at night

today i walk on broken glass,
burning coals and urchins.
today i hear the first hailstorm in about a year.
but it's all fine for me.
my heart is still learning,
i can't take your yearning.
but you keep me waiting,
just wait.wait.wait.
like the brokenhearted whose name is being called,
but it's only her echoing.
like the dial tone on the other end of the line.
spare me the sickness,
misery is contagious.
it's all porcupine love.
i'm walking the line between what's there and what isn't.
figures the side i fell was the one with no end.
i'm scared to go to sleep in fear of what i dream.
make a dreamcatcher that actually works,
that way i can replay them.
cast me your wishes,
i'll make them your dreams.
i'll make me your dream...
i wish.

.i dont mean to be a bother but have you seen this guy?.
the title and bolded lyrics are from Remembering Sunday by All Time Low
my dads gone tomorrow night
i passed his (old) room and saw his clothes sprawled everywhere.
suitcases half packed.
trying not to cry, i'm writing this.
let this blog remain mostly secret,
because an escape from reality is better when reality doesn't follow you there.
(concerning one certain person, stop reading this)

.Let.It.All.Out.
.Death.Of.Beauty.