Open Frame

#emocore #metalcore #emo #numetal #melodicmetalcore #rock #metal The sun won’t rise, but your heat is already gone. Cold light spills across the walls like something wrong. Your pictures sleep inside the drawer — I can’t strike the match anymore. I stare at the ceiling, where the cracks spell out your name. Silence hangs so heavy it forgets my lungs to breathe. There’s an open frame inside my chest, Wind moves through it like an empty house. I press my hands against the leak, But memory runs like water south. I scream into the dark, reaching for your outline, But broken echoes ricochet down the spine. Every “I love you” curdles into rust, Grinding my bones back into dust. Get out of my head — this room has no escape. I’d tear down the sky just to feel it reshape. They all repeat that time repairs the break. Cheap words wrapped in plastic faith. My clock collapsed the night you left, Its hands still twitch inside my chest. The tears I held have turned to wire, Threaded through my veins like quiet fire. End this noise — or bring me breath! I’m splitting at the seam of my own skin. I can’t see straight — I can’t hear clear — I scream into the dark, reaching for your outline, But broken echoes ricochet down the spine. Every “I love you” curdles into rust, Grinding my bones back into dust. Get out of my head — this room has no escape. I’d tear down the sky just to feel it reshape. So this is what remains — Just smoke in the frame. In a room dusted white with ash, I pull one breath back. Damn it.