Races to the finish line where if you cant find the middle who cares the beginning is new
Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 2:50 AM UTC
he kept trying to convince himself
that he didn't need anyone else
so he spent his days up on a shelf
many hours went by when he just thought
about how independent he was
so without help his battles were fought
sometimes he would almost get worn out
but he had a fear of going soft
so his freedom he never did doubt
without others he could feel alone
although he had grown far much too cold
so he was lonlier than they'd known
Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 2:06 AM UTC
She's like the wind shes like the sun what I imagine heaven up above no care in the world only my flame in the night we needent sleep for hearts we need not beat for its just our souls to keep
Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 2:04 AM UTC
One upon a time there was a drew he lived in a shoe what could he do it smelled to she was but a fly she couldn't resist the smell of **** so on in she came whos to blame in my web there I lay night and day ah at last she flew in my shoe caught she couldtn't fly hungry yet am I, so she had to die
Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 2:03 AM UTC
Cold he knew himself to be but with a glimpse of what he missed, his heart had his tears to kiss. Father for where are thee, but in my past to have held my hand, and filled my glass. My hand you did not hold, for goodbye was the words my heart did know. My hands filled with stones
May 8, 2016
May 8, 2016 at 2:08 AM UTC
Oh, dear glimpse upon your shore no escape nevermore I'm the raven at your door. knocking wanting more tick tock, only the piano to listen to, so dearly as lovely as a voice like yours could sooth
May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 3:01 AM UTC
The flowers have wilted, such as the sun is gone, only tears pour upon my farm. I wish to call once more the lovely tune, but merely its winter and not June
May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 2:54 AM UTC
Who am I to be a man hurt, sad and alone my heart can no longer sing. I've always loved you so, how could you do this to me? how could I been so blind not to see you didn't love me.
Sep 12, 2015
Sep 12, 2015 at 1:50 AM UTC
Living threw love with my immoral face, I’d say I can see why it’s such a desperate move to make, to give one your heart it’s a chance one makes in hoping one day you’ll meet the one… it could be just a glimpse across the room as you gaze into her eyes she smiles back and she walks towards you with guilty pleasures only looking for a good time and suddenly this good time makes its way back to your heart your more than just two drunk people and suddenly you realize you like her more than just a good time, you wish to spend time with her perhaps tomorrow as she cleans herself up and leaves your house you part the words I’ll see you then.. It all happen so fast, your hands against each other the stroke of your lips against another…. You show up to your destination look at your watch the time seems to flow your sitting there with thoughts rushing by, thoughts of fear and doubt what if they don’t show up enough time passes by its getting late the waiter tells you, you can’t stay much longer it’s been hour she shows up like a glimpse of heaven you peek into her eyes and all you want do is romance but it’s not the same as last night in that spark of passion she’s sober and so are you, you start to talk but…. the words won’t come out your nervous
Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 11:31 PM UTC
I just want power and evidence where its evident, places and time put in place casual kisses of light linger in darkness
Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 6:44 AM UTC