I can't believe how idiotic I was.
Loving you was harder than David's stone, knocking me dead mentally, and I didn't realize it until blood dripped along my temple.
Two opposites I thought would go great together only rebelled when close.
Let both stay far apart, for neither were meant to be close, rather "symbolically paired".
Death likes flowers and heaven houses serpents
As if to be advertising competition.
You give your gifts of rage through anger
And breathe morning mist,
As time runs out and regret fills up
And you wonder why your here
Because you can't think of one reason let alone ten
This treasured time being one more multiple choice section on an open note test,
And there's a 50/50 chance of winning
But one 50 just got shot
And the other one just dropped the gun.
Leaning over the dead body
There's a 50/50 chance he cried
But maybe he just died too.
Floating in the ocean, but not on it.
Because if your on it you can fall off,
And I guess if you in it you can drop out, too.
But you can't get out if your lungs are filled with water and your fingers are chilled.
Flowers grow and mountains tower,
And they tell me to build my life around my past,
But my past is broken like a mirror shattered on a bathroom floor.
I'd like help picking up the pieces,
But you're not coming back.
I hate it how
whenever you need me
I won’t ever let you down
But every time
that I’m in need
in need of talking to you
it’s like I don’t exist
not before your problems occur
again I’m there
my world is crashing down
you still don’t see me
you still don’t hear me
you’re simply not there
but I always am