Watching you walk the lonely road, I know you are strong and I know you will do nothing wrong. I worry still and I always will. It’s hard not to send a text not to say hello but deep down I know that you need to walk the lonely road :(

She said give sobriety a chance and
I recoiled at the mere idea
So tell me, are they your teeth marks in your tail?
Cause you look a touch dizzy

no beat of the heart no warmth in my body, cold and lost. Is this the cost to be happy. A broken soul is what I hold. My heads got a lock and key and I’m wandering off with the monsters that follow me.

The book, has it been written or is it on hold, with each page a memory that we both hold. The glisten in your eye is enough to ignite the spark that you left in my heart. It makes me strong but makes me fall apart. I miss seeing the time and affection in your art, With every line is time and every stroke a goal an inspiration, to anyone that would ever know. My biggest question is, is this a story that we can hold and that can be told when, we grow old.

Absence makes the heart fonder, it burns it hurts makes me want to scream, but is it actually what it seems. Am I the only one that gets hit this hard in the feels.

When I look into them big blue eyes what will I see, that will be a mystery. Will she feel my warmth will she feel the heat that’s no up to me. My gut says yes and I guess the rest will soon be history and that’s what unsettles me.

Crying to my cigarette in the night, wish for the bright light. You in my mind you in my dreams I wish life was as easy as it seemed. Moonlight brightening up the night showing me to the world making my toes curl. Pathetic little boy crying in plane sight. That’s me on this on this wonderful night.