Like a ghost
I'll pass by the lives
Of all I've ever known
Breathing fire
In your memories
Like a garden that
Will never grow

Like a passerby
I'm passing through
Lifespans of time
Spending years
Drowning in emotions
That are still burning
Still alive

It's so hard
To stay settled
When cursed
With a travelers mind
But my ghost
Will always be there
To comfort
The nostalgic nights

Forever in my heart
If not forever
In my sight
Because we all
Must learn to move
And grow
And leave love
Behind

It's the cool breezy nights
After the warm cloudless days
With our windows left open
And the echo of trains
When the only scent
Is freshly cut grass
And the symphony of crickets
Have begun their dance
So much love fills my heart
And everything is divine
Oh how I long for the touch
Of my sweet summertime

I want to climb
The mountains of your mind
Every peak and every fault
All the cracks and steep sides
I want to feel the depths
In your crooked spine
To leave a finger print on
Every part of you that’s alive
And when you think you’ll break
And your thoughts move like an avalanche
I’ll be there to dig you out, every time

I'm so sick of looking at your picture
And wishing I could punch you in the face
You left a hole buried so deep
I hope a tumor grows in it's place
The sight of you makes me sick
But I long to hold you for days
The pain I feel is constant
This love will never go away

I want to rip off your skin
Along with your clothes
To tear into your body
Like I'm searching for gold
I'll swim throughout your blood stream
Until I find your soul
Then I'll bury myself
In your heart where I belong

We kick and scream
And try to run away
We set up road blocks
To stay at arms length
We'll lie from the heart
And fight with our brain
Until we realize
There's no hope while afraid

If only we knew
That we are enough
We would come together
Instead of beat each other up
We found the holy grail
But its just an empty cup
It's a ****** mess
Two people so desperate for love

How sad it is to be me
Stuck in the same old spot
Staring at the same old scene
Birds call me home; but still
They always leave
How terribly sad it is to be
A lonely old tree

How sad it is to fly
Never knowing where is home
No concept of time
The clouds always blocking me
From the rest of the sky
How sad it is to be a bird
Cut off from such heights

How sad it is to be me
The one little cloud
Above the vast Pacific sea
Whose only job
Is simply to weep
Until my existence
Drenches everything under me

How wonderful it is to be
To witness the birds
The clouds and the trees
If only they knew
How much they mean
How we are all naturally
Connected to everything

I have bullets in my head
Shuffling around causing thoughts of death
Clouding everything in front of me
They are all that I can see
Blood or bullets I cannot tell
The taste of metal won't leave my mouth
If I could feel or even think
These bullets might be the end of me
Instead they linger to breathe and breed
To ravage my body like an infectious disease
They hold me hostage and sing me to sleep
My bullets are always there for me
They cause me pain and bring me peace
Without them I would be alone and empty
The world seems so dark and dreary
But the bullets in my head are always screaming
All they want is to be released
If I let them go I will have nothing
So they patiently wait for me to give in
My bullets know they are my only friends