It was throbbing growing inside me I could feel it getting bigger with every second
This morning I’ve woke awoke with almost
Dancer, Dance under the pale lit moon To the aging familiar tune While daisies die
I can’t sleep... you’ve seeped Inside me
You know realizing that I’m so beyond or maybe that I think I am beyond is the problem... I don’t really know, because I’m living it, so relax... I’m going to figure it out... I hope......
This wonderful feeling you’ve left me with I’m a stranger to this comfort Yet I miss you,
Who am I... But this old birdhouse Teetering Over the sea Waving around
Adaptation, Products of our Environment thats where it is what makes us familiar different, unless
Today my day to do anything I wanted
Nothing quite brings me back to you like remembering that you’re there this is all
What we can’t have... Addiction... Self Control... Games... Choice...
Just as the light peaked through the window, I saw you coming toward the door through the glass
Heat, hate flowed over Like a fever I felt it in waves Like that of the ocean The tears dripped
Have I ever told you sincerely even just
Sometimes I feel the words being driven out of me