Not a day passes by when I don't miss your presence,
Not a second gone by when I don't long for your essence.
You are like a drug to me baby, I am so addicted to you,
You not being by my side makes me so sad and blue.
Cannot wait to hold you in my arms and never let you go,
How much I miss you so, you will probably never know.
May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 10:02 AM UTC
Higher;
higher still
touching the sky,
on towers of finite currency.
How long does it last,
what is it worth
to be a member
of the bourgeoisie.
Head above water,
just getting by
ascribed or achieved wealth,
still living a lie.
Wealth above others
a sacrificial chamber
not what it's portrayed to be
but filled with lust,
loss and danger.
Faces of dignitary,
Laugh as they're spent.
While you invest in the world
and compare what you rent.
May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 9:54 AM UTC