rougedeath

The smell in the air that hangs after the storm Is the one that I fear the most The fragrance is pleasant and everything's clear But cause hangs in the air like a ghost To melt two souls and then rip them apart With the force of a hurricane Then you flip the polarity the sides push away A struggle conflicting my brain Leave an empty air pocket, A soul with a void The void has a soul of its own And its fighting to make me become a void too So it will not be alone The names of the girls that I wish I could love Could cover the expanse of a hall But the truth is I feel so emotionally numb What if I can't love at all The smell in