Following the trend
of controled fire
in my hand
and
arsinic
in my lungs
giving in to boredom
water drips on my head
i drop it in a puddle
saying
"I quit"
until
boredom
sets
in
again
------------------------------------
Tears
and hair
fill my vision
the knowlege
of my failures
in her presence
broke me down
change takes place
to start the rest of my
life
hug her
until there is nothing left
to hug
my love has increased for her
I WANT TO BE BETTER
for her, my love
the only one left
worth loving
-----------------------------------
mistakes
ups and downs
they persist
I
want to
give it
up
but what will
happen?
I'm
just a little
boy
afraid
of the future
and
whats going to happen next
------------------------------------
Tapping
on
cut
brakes
the lights
still iluminate
yet you
didn't
know
im still
hiding
my
uncontrolable
escape
---------------------------------------
uncontrolable
weeping
fills the phone
the idea
of the end
is more than
i can take
but
i will be strong
for you
so you will
come back to
me
and fill me with love
i so
greatly
miss
--------------------------------
You're stuck in my castle
and all i do is piss you off
you're my beauty
and i'm your beast
finding love
in your life
but my rose
is falling apart
so i need
to do all i can
to keep you near
so that i don't
stay
this beast
i
have
become
--------------------------------------------
Regular conversation
makes me miss
what we had
makes me
want
to change
to be what we
want
to make this life
worth living
once again
----------------------------------------------
Four days gone
makes this
ten total
being cleaved
from you
hurts so
deep
like the ocean
i am the
tide
i keep coming back
----------------------------------------------------
I am
alone
i am
a mistake
i want your love
can you give it?
what has changed?
i am the same
still wanting you
my chest hurts
i want to change
and show you what
i can do
-----------------------------------------
i already sleep
on one side
of this bed
ready for
the position
to be filled
sleeping
in the middle
feels so wrong
this separation
is so wrong
there is a wedge
between us
and it's still
being driven in
either this wooden love
is gunna split
or we will salvage
it to make
a beautiful
work
of art
Thursday, May 27, 2010
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