When I was far from here,
The gusts of wind felt like loving fingers,
Caressing my silhouette as I moved.
It seemed I was haunted,
By one loving ghost.

Slowly as the day grew grayer,
The soft gusts faded,
Turning to cold winds accompanying the rain.
Whatever spirit I had found never returned,
It could be in the dreary storms,
They moved on.

I swear I'm done. No more sleepless nights
Watching your picture cross my phone's display,
No more texts my lonely mind writes
Or hearing echoes of your laugh in rain.
I've carved you out like blemish from my sight.
I don't want anything. I feel no pain.

But when October wind strips bare the trees,
I wonder if you ever ******* name
Like salt upon your lips, or if the freeze
Of winter mornings whispers things the same
As mine do - do you ache? Do your knees
Still buckle when someone plays our song's refrain?

You bloom without me.
Yet still I hoard this fantasy like breath-
That we could meet again with different hearts,
And have one last dance

Take me apart,
See what makes me tick.
Turn the key in my lock,
You’ll know,
When you hear me,
Click.

My heart is a clock,
Someday it’ll fall apart.
But while it’s running,
And I’m alive,
I’ll track the seconds,
Until we click,
Again.

She wants me to be with my friends,
When I want so badly to be with her,
I thought she liked when we sat for lunch,
The few minutes we got together,
But she wants to be different without me,
She wants to brag about me and get advice about me,
To talk to her friends about their interests in guys,
I'm probably in the wrong,
But it breaks my heart,
To know she wants to be somebody else without me around,
When I give so much,
It feels like she wants me away.

You set my whole world ablaze                                                           ­         just  so you could have your way                                                              ­        Burned a path right through me                                                              leaving me scorched in deceit                                                           ­         Threw stagnant water on the pain                                                             ­      while treating me with disdain                                                          ­             The tyrant king of his kingdom                                                          ­                 I bear the wounds of your wisdom                                                           ­     Fragments  of me shattered easily                                                           ­          with a  forced smile ,I'd agree                                                            ­          anything just to keep the peace                                                            ­          and it was killing me, crushing me                                                                    It took this new version of me                                                               ­           to really see I was out of your league

(Radio plays)

I gave you the land and yet you set fire to it.
I gave you the sea and yet you left it undiscovered.
I gave you the sky and yet you are too sore to soar.
I gave you the peace and yet you sold it piece by piece.

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My beacon of inner light has short circuited.
Casted away on war torn waves, an empty vessel I display.
Yeah uh-huh, the beauty of life just laid to waste.
God’s forgiveness was never asked for anyways.
Soul by soul, purgatory’s trip was a Buick stuck on the freeway.

At 6 o'clock on a Friday, I saw her.
Through the window, blocks away.
To and fro in her wooden swing,
She showered my soul's dry bay.

No care for the world, she sat there
This window blocked half my sight
Though distant, her miniature figure,
Felt cradled in my sight.

The sunset glistens her hazel eyes,
They shine as she parts her hair.
Yet time stood still as I watched her there,
A fleeting dream caught in the air.

bite your tongue little one....
don't tell anyone your secrets not even your mom.
hold everything in because that's what you do.
there's no such thing as crying yourself to sleep at night
that's just a myth told by a stranger one....
the shadows aren't real your imagining them.
nothing lays behind the dark curtains blocking your view
I guarantee that to you.
don't run away that is not what we do
I'm telling you there's a light inside of you.
sticks and stones could break my bones but you will never know it.
hide away those scary thoughts for they are not your own.