I often forget myself Lost in thought Sometimes I forget about all the bullshit we’ve gone through to get here I still lose my breath when I see you Every fucking time My blood rushes to my head My heart pounds I forget about all those fucked up shit my inner demons tell me When…
My life is a hodgepodge of broken dreams and broken promises A tight lipped memorial to lost love and broken hearts I walk in circles just to make myself feel on many days Falling in love with that same blonde lady daily between fits of melancholy and exuberance Morose and silent as everyone pretends not…
I am lightyears from your heart Even though I touch your soul Your lips My words Two hearts reaching Looking Everywhere For everything Except each other I’ve looked deep into the abyss I’ve seen the brokenness in your heart and I fill it with my own Emptiness
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I spend my day looking for things to be grateful for. I try never to look for things or reasons to be angry or feel hate. I look for the good in everyone, even the people who try to hurt me or the people I love. When I see something in someone I don’t like…
I stand before you My life naked to the world The king of squandered potential The leper you created to frighten yourself Stories you tell to frighten small children The same children you beat and rape Hiding in the shadows of your mind I live rent free Leaping out to the sounds of silence …but…
I gave you my two cents and you tossed me away Like a torn dollar bill Even though my closed eyelids I see the fire dancing I’ve gone as far down the rabbit hole as I care to travel I’ve never thought of giving up Never thought of leaving I’ve taken this too far If…
It all seems like a memory Today I’m almost drowning in her sea but she lives too high above the clouds and I’m here sinking into the river of dreams I’ll be gone soon My heart Sinking
The snow fell in silence over the lake Morose and frigid As I stood waiting for your touch My lips chapped My thoughts scattered Waiting It seems like I’m always waiting for something You I spend too much time alone Too much for my heart to like it Too much for my weary soul I’m…
I wish I could cry At least I might feel better Feel something Someone Does anyone feel for me? No I didn’t think so I can look away Sometimes I want to walk away but where would I go? Where would I rest my head Weary and lost Alone in a crowd of strangers Who…
