Never will he perish
For he'll remain with me
Tarnishing my soul in the wake of his memory
Tangled up in my memories
Constantly blaming me
Incisively

Trenchant is his face within my mind
So hard to disguise or hide my plight
Wishing it was but never will be past-tense
His presence lingers
Pulling at my resistance
So persistent

The knots wrap tightly to my wrist
Bound to the same grounds
The thoughts place this as they manifest
Repetitious history
Evoking inevitability

I wish the tears could cleanse and mend
The taste of blood is too metallic for my pallet
As I descend bitterness fades leaving disgrace
I am not to blame but I bare the shame
However I cant regret knowing his name

There's so much to gain through pain
The struggles bring about an irrevocable strength
Although at times we lose our fight
Each dawn beckons begging us to rise
Courage is the ability to see that so much more could be
Regardless of the troubles that elude you to believe in impossibilities
Before you start cursing your cares away
Remember to look ahead to see what is truly at stake
Tomorrow is a new day

I'm so alone now in this shelter as a cocoon
Empty and unholy
Insecure and maybe moody
I'm so unafraid now I've turned my guilt into a blaze
As I rage against the enemies I create
Its the path of freedom in this miserable escape towards happiness

I wasn't particular about the things that I expected from you
Just obvious with the what and when and where and how but never with the why
I knew the secret rules of boundaries and respect
Silence is a way to watch it all or twist it all, or hide it all
Silence was the one time you fell apart when all the other times you weren't too far from Hercules
I am angry with you, patient with you
I can't lose sleep over it
I'll just cry in terror
You can just sit there careless
I guess its times like these when you realize the things you want
And the things you don't

I'm unhappy
At this  very instant
But even most days I can muscle up the energy
I can focus on whats right and whats now and what can be
You can sit there drown in your solitude
because if you can't let it out and you won't let me in
Eventually the guilt from your kisses will be swallowed in acid
And the reaction of which will eat you alive

I'm addicted to this pain
Addicted to you
Addicted to the stain
Addicted to misuse
The neglection you give me?
I'm addicted to that too
I'm addicted to the abuse you give me times three
I'm addicted to forgiving your mistakes towards me
Addicted to being tired of this suppression
Addicted to this thing called depression
Addicted to the blade
that cuts into life
Addicted to no longer being a hero in the strife
I'm addicted to people with an extensive diction
I'm addicted to being an addict with an addiction

I am without faults
But I am without goodness either
Perhaps
If you weren't so busy
Counting my mistakes
And regarding my shortcomings
Maybe, just maybe
You will never missed the chance
Of enjoying the best of me...

I am without flaws
But I am without beauty either
Perhaps
If you weren't so busy
Searching what I never had
For what I cannot give
Maybe, just maybe
You will never missed the chance
Of seeing what I am capable of...

I am without hate
But I am without love either
Perhaps
If you weren't so careless
Handling me at my worst
Appreciating me at my best
Maybe, just maybe
You will never missed
A promise of once in a lifetime love...

What if you bumped with a stranger?
Neatly dressed and obviously good looking
With eyes that melts when he gazed
And handsomeness you can’t resist
How would you react?
What if he offered a hand to help you rise?
You find that hand well maintained
With those long fingers and soft palm
Would you not hesitate to accept it?
What if he beamed at you?
It is a kind of warm and sincere smile
With those nice, glossy, red lips
Would you trust him your smile too?
What if he looked at you intently?
Considering the admiration you found in his eyes
With the fact that he is the most
Attractive man you ever laid eyes on
Would you give him a hint of your attraction?
What if he asked too much ‘bout you
Yet never gave you the chance to know him better
Would you let yourself be entertained?
By his deep, authoritative voice
Would you rather talk to him with fondness?
What if you've been asked to go out?
Get to know each other well, have some fun
Would you give him just a chance?
What if you found yourself enjoying his company?
‘Til your feelings for him developed
The once admiration you've felt grew and now blooms
Would you give yourself a chance to love and be loved?
Would you question the shortness of time spent?
To let that feeling reign
Would it matter to you?
How much you've known each other
Not that much yet the feeling overflows
Would it be a big deal to you?
That you’re just mere strangers
Who accidentally met, out of millions?
In this wide, topsy – turvy world…