I often cajole myself Into crying, But I refrain. I know I’ll never stop.
My broken heart Throbs dysfunctionally. It beats to a cracked rhythm Between dead, dead, dead And life, life, life.
I can’t cease to think about him. His bitter way only warms my heart… He frightens me and excites me. He always heightens my senses. He makes my heart hurt.
It’s over. It’s okay. The parting is such sorrow And relief. It hurts like a crushing force,
I came back from a mortal hell, But on my way home, I saw no white god, And I saw no golden spirit, And I saw no true son.
Woah. The bright sky Makes me want to live, And the grass Smells too good to miss.
You don’t ask me to speak. You never expect my opinion. I was your second child In a runaway marriage. I suppose I loved you once,
You are the best thing Because things like that do not co… You are my moon and sun Because you make my days real. You are my best friend,
With him, It’s like there were no scars. There are no sheepish looks No burning shame. There was no John
The blur of lighted cars Flying in a flurry down The highway at night Soothes me in the Most unorthodox way.
I ran from you all my life. I’ve had problems, But that doesn’t make it right.
She fell like rain, Like a bird, Like a comet chasing light, Like a star dropping from the nigh… Like a stone in water,
Last year seems years away. Last night seems lifetimes away. This moment seems like a dream.
He helps her with her blush. She’s surging red, Velvet and soft like a rose. Her mouth’s gone dry With his wind.
You know, I miss you both Like I miss my childhood blanket That I wonder idly about.
