It's been a million eternities since I felt that sweet touch. Months upon months of withdrawn nightmares floating in a river of loss. I see the world through auburn goggles; a stillborn planet and a frozen sun. Don't try to love me. I'm too fucked up in the skull to be what you need. I could write a love letter to the stars but they would just fade away. Everyone gives me these alien words of encouragement but I know they're laughing when I turn away. Just giggling at the monstrous flaws of a dead man. I wish I could could take everything I am, put it into a crystal ball, and smash it over the head of the world.