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Wondering about the state of my relationship. Supposing the two of us are only together because neither of us wants to be alone , & if so why bother paying homage to the illusion of love if our hearts aren't in it.
Liquid silver running through my v… A prism lies just beyond the guise Deceiving our feeble mortal eyes Few realize, few embrace The unknown—the unexplained
Dying a little bit each day I’m a… Yearning for your touch Like the desert yearns for rain Trying to pretend I don’t need yo… That I don’t miss you
Something changed Like I knew it would The winter came And our hearts froze Hidden under a blanket of snow
Tangled up in you Swimming in hues of blue Drawing you In shades of dejavu Searching for your heart
Another yr older Throwing wind into the fodder Picking myself apart Stumbling in the dark Trying to find a piece of who I u…
Crazy like the weather You blow me away like a feather Trying to convey my soul spark Laughing at me in winters stark Picking me apart
Chasing shadows In summer meadows Lingering by the wayside Watching memories of you die Fighting worry
Sleepless nights Hot & heavy fights Slump over the couch Mumbling the words ouch! Give me some time
Falling from the sky Silencing the hearts cry Feeding lies In hopes of filling hungry eyes Subjecting the innocence
You gave me a promise I relied everything on you In time you let me down You distort my love for you Into a ravenous wolf, a clown
Something’s changed, like I knew it would. The feeling’s subsided, like a piece of drift wood. Chasing after shadows in the dark. Calling out your name in the stillness of the night. Yo...
Swirling in a silver haze Staring @ you While staring at me in a milky gla… Trying to talk to you But you close your eyes
Flirting w/a monster Speaking words so sinister Amber eyes gleaming Until I wail screaming Finger painting in condiments
I wished upon a star And here you are Standing right in front of me Like kismet Writing words with little meaning
The organs played As I began to fray Sitting in a state Of being perpetual irate Supposing death a suiting thing