Amy Bruce Spaceshow

You are the first thought I have in the morning and the last one before I sleep. You are my mornings afternoons and nights and the spaces in between the parts of my day when I don't have to think. You are my day dreams you are just what I see when I find time...

There's something about waiting. I know I'm spacing, but contemplating. Your walls are wheezing, I'm the virus from within. Your house will cough me out, I'll drift away among the wind. Another chance to live and make amends, rock bottom's my platform to start...

One day I will call you up and I'll apologize for always having bad days and for coming up with lies just so I wouldn't have to give up the comfort of my home and take the risk of not always being all alone. Please don't take my social awkwardness and my anxie...

Waltzing with ghosts comatose by revered. The futures unclear and I'm afraid that the ending is near. Like planning a funeral late my dear. Rotating the sphere what good is another year when I don't like the life I lead but lack the brave to break routine of c...

I can't sit still I can't relax. My head is shaking faking heart attacks, while both my lungs collapse. And god forbid I stop feeling morbid, as if another night in would absolve me of my sins. I am boring and always fucking tired. Wasting my time, it's only u...

I watched the sunset in my dad's old neighborhood. I drove past the old house where he was raised real good. I drove on the roads he drove on when he was my age and the sun set silently on the earth's stage. The sky turned dark and the stars started to show. S...

I cried out your name and silence replied all the same. There's no room to complain and too much to explain and I am the one to blame. ('ve lived enough to learn how it's okay if you hate me now) 

Smiling's not sincere whenever you're not here. Blame the atmosphere. When will I decide to disappear? So I'm still around, probably dragging you down. And my heart broke at its own sound. Unwanted haunted surrounds. 

Seems like life has lost its spark. I'm too numb to have a heart. Another cynical remark, cry over chords and call it art. As it's often told, I'm too young to feel this old. Somewhere beyond our doctor's hold lie idle minds cognized to be sold. You say 'You d...

I'm weary skin on a skeleton ashamed of who I am and who I've been. Now all I need are my pills and carcinogens why should I let anyone in? Because I know I'll let you down. Surround the ghosts that haunt this town and if I let go I'd probably drown I now I wi...

One day I will tell all my friends my thoughts of them when we first met. Our first hello, our first goodbye an introduction to all of the good times we've spent laughing at inside jokes as telling each other the things we think we know through experiences we...

Are we drawn to what we love or our concepts from what we're made of? I am mumbling nothing to no one. It'd make sense if I had some. Talk to myself too often, they're killing all my friends Boston. To deny and ignore is their master plan, just like a complace...

Everyone I miss on a daily basis fill every single notebook I've ever owned. And I miss some more than I do others. Loneliness is just something I can't outgrow. And pain and shame are too close of rhymes for me not to use them all the time. Another song where...

You are the first thought I have in the morning and the last one before I sleep. You are my mornings afternoons and nights and the spaces in between the parts of my day when I don't have to think. You are my day dreams you are just what I see when I find time...

When I was a kid I was excited as can be. The world was my oyster I could do anything. I think that was due to my uncertainty because the more I figure out who I happen to be I get more stressed and I get more depressed and I lose more and more hours of rest....

If I’m freaking out over nothing then why am I so stressed? If there is really nothing wrong then why am I depressed? Maybe it’s something in the air. Maybe it’s just bad luck. Maybe it’s my lack of prayer. Maybe this is growing up. I just feel so worthless ev...

f5 f5 I hit that key all the time. I'm wasting my life but hey that's just fine. And it seems with each upcoming night I grow more and more hateful of the sunlight. I'm scared at the thought of going outside and I'm the last person who can tell you why I suck...

Let me play the piano so you can sing the words that you know. Please forget the words that they wrote. They had it all wrong. Let me watch as your hair grows even if it's for a second or so, then I'll run to the bathroom and then go and then I'll be gone. But...

I really fucking hate being so forgetful it makes everything harder on me. Because of course I should have remembered too many forgotten things. I can't remember what I was going to say. Oh shit I think I have a paper due today. With my inability to remember t...

My hair dye is fading out. It's not pink anymore it's now bleached and brown. I'm losing my sense of self and I'm afraid of who I'll turn into of you're not around. Because you remind me that I'm worth something and as weird as this may sound you gave me some...

I miss too many people that probably don't know my name anymore. I've spent too much time on day dreams made up of anything before. But is growing up forgetting what it feels like to be young? 'cause I've found nothing is as comforting as those lullabies you s...

It takes some time. Wasting weeks, months, years of your prime. My heartaches ignore the amount of time it takes or the effort my pulse makes when I can feel it beating. Yet it keeps repeating. Have you heard me complain and whine about how I'm alone all of th...

I've been passing the time by making terrible rhymes To fuel the dilution that this confusion is the only peace of mind I'll ever find. Another solipsistic soliloquy, fucking c'est la vie. How do you get your foot in the door to a place you've never been, that...

Forgive me if I am mistaken but I think there's comfort to be taken in impermanence impending. Knowing that nothing's never ending. Either I'm lost in some ideation or spaced out in dissociation with trains of thought I can't keep. Now they're all racing and I...

If I were just different my shadow wouldn't have the same stories to tell. I'm not saying I didn't, but my legs can run fast when they're runninng through hell. Now I feel less indifferent. I feel less in the difference. If I were just different. I feel less i...

My dad's 60 with a life expectancy of 80. And he probably has less time left than that. Because hearts can't beat forever. That's what keeps this world together. Universally, impermanence is fact. Because even stars will die sometime both in magazines and past...

Mable mable, if you're able keep your elbows on the table. Stay secure and oh so stable. And differentiate fairy tales from fables made to make you feel so small. The rest of the world is just scared and tall. And I know it's hard not to care at all. But it's...

The kid that you knew is now falling apart and used to puking in the bathroom so hard you can hear a heart. Atter nervous expeditions in my piss poor condition I am finding out that changes aren't always just a new start. But I'm still old enough to know that...

Leaving never feels right and I don't know what I'm leaving for. I'm just super sad and tired but you've heard this all before. And my chemical imbalances are turning into excuses just to let myself down and to let myself feel useless. But I won't let myself w...

This ring weighs more than you would ever know. I've grown wise to you samwise and I won't share the load. We've left desires in the shire now it's dire I'm so tired of climbing these crooked stairs. It's dangerous business walking out your front door unprepar...

Silent night, no holy sight. All is wrong and nothing's right. Come now hurry before I breakdown. There's no need to worry if you're not around. I'm caving from secrets I'm keeping and craving the peace I have sleeping. 

Oh love my love, I've come undone. I'm nothing to no one anymore. Oh love my love, where have we gone? Still trying to move on like before. But love my love, I will be safe and sound. I know I won't make it if I stick around. Not being your nouns I am drowning...

I can see it all. I see my future falling down. I can see right though the walls of our comfortable hometown. I can see you in the sky and I can feel you in the clouds. And I can smell you in the wind and in the air that's all around. And I can make out your v...

The end is nigh but the beginning is upon us. So let's lie on the grass and watch the stars while they watch us and watch earth and time collide but to me that's fine if you're by my side. We can talk of everything that we've ever known. What's behind the star...

Don't call it a sickness. Don't call it a curse. My heart may be broken but I know it works and who are you to tell me what it beats for? There's a disease that you keep reinventing. I won't respect you when you can't accept me or the problems that you conveni...

I'm mosquitoes food in a bad mood, howling at the moon outside my room. Well it's progress I assumed. But now you're leaving like they all do, couldn't see it through. How could I blame you? I'm nowhere near who I used to be. How long till you see the real me?...

I hope you forget me as I hope to forget you. I hope it rains on your birthday for the rest of your life too. It turns out we were both wrong as to who we thought we were in that I was never him or that you were never her. But who was I to think that I could k...

A blank expression across my face so I've feeling like a disgrace to the human race. And the persistence of existence is exhausting me while the sentiments of memories are haunting me. But at least I think I'm more than my regrets; my mistakes, the pills I tak...

When we're together I don't wanna be apart. But I'm afraid I'm overbearing from following my own heart. Whenever you are here it's like there's oxygen back in the atmosphere. And I start shaking at the knees when we talk about our dreams. And with my lack of s...

I try my hardest not to let my depression get the best of me. I try my hardest to let my personality be the only thing that defines me. I don't want to be defined by where I fucking drink coffee or by what clothes that I wear. What stupid bands I like to liste...

I have no idea why, but I can't get this scent out of my nose. It smells like my old friend's uncle's swimming pool. The one I used to visit those years ago. But I don't go there anymore because I don't have the same friends I did before. I was always bad at m...

I slept through most of the sun today as if I never cared for what birds have to say. Calling quits inbetween coughing fits from the tar in my lungs I welcome to stay. Won't you humor me and indulge the cliche, I'm quiet cause I got nothing to say. It persists...

I'm alone again and who would have thought that I am still the kid everyone left and forgot? But at least my bed is comfortable so I guess that I am too. I'll wrap myself up in blankets and in thoughts made of you. And things could get so much better and so mu...

Your really cute and I'm pretty shy. I get so nervous around yet I don't know why. But I could never get a word from whatever you go on and on about. You're in a talkative mood but I just wanna watch your lips move. Don't wanna seem rude so I smile, nod, and a...

I go to bed every night but I don't get an ounce of sleep. Because I'm too busy thinking about how one day I'll be stuck in a coffin and how that comforts me. And I know I shouldn't take comfort in such morbid things, but my self loathing has proven to be too...

Under the ground from where I stand lie my dead dreams of holding your hand. And since I just can't live love, you were right to give up. So make your mistakes and I'll make mine then cough it up to wasted time. Exhausted and tongue tied, atlas shrugged...

What if god was just a bus? Blowing gaskets in our caskets dust. And every axle starts to rust on its way home. And if god was just a bus killing kids that wanna cuss then I guess death's just a must on its own. Yeah, my god is good. And I know to bow down whe...

Wholesomely lonesome but I know I'll get by because I feel my best between hellos and goodbyes. And the serious star that shines bright in the sky, so will I. And if I were buried acquainted with flies I'd've never of known of the world in your eyes. I don't i...