It hurts to know-

you're not enough

Hearts shatter like broken bones

             and words ring devistation

You waste yourself in incomplete

Promises

and crushed dreams

As time flickers on

People learn you can't water flowers with Vodka,

and even with the skies in your veins you break

Practcing death becomes a Hobby

Because you wake up feeling whole

We crave the shooting stars

But in return are rewarded with emptiness

So you burn the sun out of your smile

and shread youself away until you're numb

And i'm ashamed to say, that's my greatest

    Accomplishment