I can't feel you,
my mind is in a blur.
There's nothing to do,
as I see you with her.

You're standing next to me,
but the ice is so cold.
What do I have to be,
to fit into your mold?

A tear snatched away,
the avalanche has arrived.
The end of the same old day,
and I have still survived.

Leeching, latching on
*******, bleeding dry
Knowing, what goes on
Laughing, while I cry.

and all the mighty words,
that sank when I fell down,
are rising up again,
with no translation to be found.

they're crashing into chairs,
stumbling into fights,
chewing through my eardrums like
hungry termites.

when you stop tryin' to fight it,
you stop tryin' to hide it,
they know all about it,
and you got nothin' left to lie with.

I would give anything to have you back.
The you I knew.
Just for one night.
No strings attached.
Just one last night.
To give me closure.
To give me a chance.
To give me anything.
To make me happy one last time.
For you to hug me once more.
Kiss me once more.
Hold me once more.
Tell me you love me once more.
Oh what I would give for that.
Unrealistic.
It’s something I only dream of.
I can only hope that dream comes true.
There’s things I don’t want to admit.
Things other people don’t know.
I miss you.
I want you back.
And only God knows that
I still love you.
With all of my heart.
With all of my soul.
With everything I could ever give.
I still love you.

These blocks are thick

I cannot see through

Tip o' the tongue

Far from the eye



Oh! But then begins
flourishing thoughts
like a...
             like a...
                          like a...

It stole her from me
Not in a literal sense of course
But she was stolen nonetheless
Growing up,
Is what stole her
The busy, cold city took her
From me
I could get her back I suppose
My best friend
But it would never be the same
As how we used to be
Young and innocent
The monster hadn't lured us in yet
With promises of love and adulthood
Empty promises
What does the monster really know?
Does he know our past?
How we used to be?
Without a care in the world
I suppose it's for the best though
The monster will come steal me soon
And it will take everyone else as well

An old rag doll gather dust in attic corners
Mites and spiders making homes of old memories
Stained with happiness, dust collects over it
The young girl who once played with her sun up to sun down
Is now married with children
The rag doll left forgotten
The mother left with nightmares of leaving a friend behind