Maybe tomorrow your remember who I am
I remember when
We made daisy chains in summer
And watched the sun rise and fall
Your smile broke me apart but
Your touch put me back together again
Wild dreams of spending a life much loved
Something which I've never managed to find
As I look around at others
I desperately want someone to call my own
Who will there be to build ice castles in the sky with me
Who will run wildly in lusious green meadows
Holding on so tight but feeling freedom in a whisper of love
Some days I think maybe this kind of love has passed me by
But you look around and most people have someone
Or so it seems
The lost souls wonder with a transparency so fine that they
Go unnoticed
Even I don't see
Maybe if the wanderers could see through each other facades
They would find a treasure
That glistens in the heart as well as in the eyes that shine hope
Maybe tomorrow I will walk with my eyes open and my heart free

drowning in caffeine
breathing the nicotine
my blood cant circulate - your love will stimulate.
the ****** of death in **** will simulate
your touch , my need
as we spiral in to sin

separation , depression , paranoia
anxiety - the absence of my sleep
aggression , desperation
toxicity - of a drama we are in
discoloration - i can't control the spin

screams - muted by bitter pills
our dreams - induced by the  acid
capsuled lives - longing self destruction
your embrace - disconnection
release me from what is real

obsession - for what we cannot fix
frustration - for what we can't control
memories - of what we used to be
delusions - of what we could have been
isolation - thoughts of being free
now voices dictate what i should feel
digging through my skin - opening the wounds
put your fingers in

remembering the days when we held
an illusion no drugs could replicate
i can't forget.
exchanging promises of never letting go
was it all in my head?
i can't escape the hole.
i walk the road alone.