We remained cautious when it all started off
We hid our intentions deep down in our hearts
We drew closer with each passing day and began to see the warning signs fade away
But our old terrors were just waiting up ahead around the bend
Their dogs caught us not a hundred yards away from where we jumped the fence
They caught us red handed and said they'd never let us get away from them like that again

I knew this would happen but I did nothing to stop it.
Does that make me guilty of the crime?*

I know you don't want to serve your time,  so when they ask if I had an accomplice, I'll take the blame and bare responsibility for all the pain that you've inflicted upon the life you sought to save.

This isn't love,  it hurts too much,
but if this isn't what I thought then how can I ever know what it really was?

You could say,  what you say is truth,
but it isn't a matter for words of mouth when you can never spit out the proof!

There was a time when our love could breathe and it all felt good that we have long since abandoned, and now as I watch what little that remains be choked by smoke and swallowed by flames in the back seat of my broke down sedan, all I can think of as I smile and laugh is that I'll never get to see any of it again

Maybe for a moment I should try to breathe while sitting alone and silent, while I focus on the peace that I've been struggling to find, without you standing by to spit daggers into my sides, every single time I lose control over my mind

Abandon work, buy two cigarette packs, and smoke every one as if kissing death will make it love you back

I leapt from the face of the earth,
and what I found was a place
where I could live with my name
while staying free from the blame
that would come down like rain
when I would refuse to feign
my enjoyment of the game
that we're all forced to play.

I haven't slept with the voices in some time, but soon they will slip out of their hive to infect the sanctity of my mind, and by the time that they arrive it will be too late for me to find a way to to save my life from the clutches of their bind.

We wear costumes of self control, with masks made of deception to conceal our intention. As a method of prevention, we slip into our inventions, inverting ourselves to protect the hearts we won't mention. Our sleeves will be washed clean so that no one will see how much we've had to bleed just to believe that we deserve a dream just as much as the soul who doesn't have to hide in a hole covered with dirt. Our only message to the world is written out on wooden boards sticking out of the ground above the patches where our bodies can be found, and they read:

"This is all I can let you see because I don't like what you want me to be, and I'd rather die here alone than tell you to leave, because someone you want is all I ever wanted to be."

No doubt you feel like a big man, coming from a town smaller than the back of your hand, coming from a family that always had what you need, you never had to look for a place where you could eat. There's no shame in admitting that you had it easier than a big percentage, but you deny the opportunity you've been given while claiming you're a savage. You're a scared little boy and that's all you'll ever be, stuck in a tiny town that you'll always be too afraid to leave.

Your eyes are shining like sun rises, and I want to get to know the mind that lies behind them.
I hope you won't lie to me.
I want to know where you come from,
do you believe in heaven?
Do you think it's true, the best thing two people can do is try to find a light in a dark empty room, or has your heart been troubled?
Are you a princess Rapunzel who's waited alone so long that her tower has crumbled and turned into rubble? Do you think prince charming never came because you weren't worth the trouble or that you aren't lovable?
I want to get to know you and your thoughts so that I might be able to see everything that you're hiding underneath, and I want to figure out whether you're really the nightmare that you claim to be, or if you could turn out to be none other than my perfect dream.

Everything I've seen severely contradicts what I want to believe.

You call yourself human, because you claim you feel pain.
I disagree with your assessment;
surely if you ever experienced anything as truly terrible and awful like you say, you most certainly wouldn't wish once or dare desire to treat someone this way

There's no escape from the ideas inside of my head and there's no avoiding the thoughts that I'm trying to forget

The voices of peace and love that used to sing so loudly had gone and made themselves silent, so all that we heard were the screams and shouts being violently hurled in both directions, as we tried and soon failed to bring back that most beautiful sounding melody.

You're like swimming in a lake filled with razor blades
A painful dive
So shallow and sharp with all those salty remarks
And I can't drown in you no matter how hard I try

We bit our tongues
Until they fell off

Now we must find
A new way to talk

You're better off on your own
With no one to bust your pieces
As you try to fix your home

You will never find yourself if you choose to hide from everyone else

Compromised
Pick a side
You can't stay
in between
Who you've been
and what you're
becoming

Why do I feel
There's no reason for me to
All it does is cause me to continually chase after that which I cannot control
I want to think
As i have plenty of reason to
But not a single act of glory has been salvaged from the endless war between yes and no

You're the queen of the earth
Pristine person of dirt
I am the king of the sea
Suppose I have thoughts that are salty

It may not
seem perfect,
or like everything
you could want,
but love will
always be found,
if you allow yourself
to appreciate
what you've got

I keep falling down
Because I am a tower of blocks
Constantly being toppled and rebuilt by a child
Never happy with the result
But she only has so many pieces of me to play and build with
So she might desire a better set to waste her time on
One with more vibrant colors and sharper edges
And with a million pieces, to be used to her heart's content
But still she plays with me, with my dulled corners, and fading veneer

He's been grinding his teeth
And you best believe
That he will soon reach
The gums deep underneath

His way
His friends
His family

His love
His life
His sanity

He's losing it

His peace
His freedom
His mind

His joy
His dreams
His time

He's losing it

You say sorry doesn't mean anything to you, well I guess that means you should mean nothing to me, because all I see is a sorry excuse for a human being.

If you are just a dream
Then that's ok with me
Because if you can't be real
Then how blessed am I to see
Something that wasn't
Ever meant to be

Do you want to see how cruel I can be? Would you like to witness the sickest acts that this disease can **** out of me? Lay your eyes upon this clever beast, he is not as slick as he believes. You can view him as he is, and you will discover that under the veil of skin, there is an empty frame willing to wear whatever it needs, to hold out any hope that might be trying to find a way in.

You're only a tiny voice in the back of my head, but still you sing louder than anything I've ever said. I don't mean to be so distant, and I never intended to show you resistance. It's just that I don't know how to sleep with you next to me, I never make the right move, I always **** up the timing of everything. I need to know that there's a place inside you, a space where I can hide when I need to. And I hope that you don't need this letter to remind you, I'm only looking forward, I don't care what lies behind you.

You rushed in to fill the all the quickly emptying spaces, and as the cracks grew wider you helped me hold my shape. You plugged the plethora of holes where my soul would try to escape, and you covered the countless crevices that I thought would seal my fate.

You're just as guilty as I am of not speaking your mind, and just because I don't speak doesn't mean I have anything to hide. You can see the truth with all the needed proof when you look into my eyes.

You've gotta prove that you can own it
Make them know how bad you want it
Tell them what you'd do to hold it
Let your skin show like you told it
Once you've got it don't let go

Don't let go

Running around
Trying to get ahead
Life's a competition
Or at least that's what everyone says
but I don't think that it makes much sense
Living a life to have more than the rest

I miss when rejection was just being told "ew, no way".
At least the message was clear.
Unlike with you,
where every day either feels like a first date,
or like we've been at war for almost a year,
and I don't know which one is true,
but that's just my point of view.

You have to be strong, because even the darkest terror that you've ever seen is but to her just another harmless dream stacked against the nightmare that her whole life has been.

Reach down into your soul
You've gotta take control
Hold onto what you need
Give away all you can
And remember to love
No matter what happens

I'm wishing you could be me
So that you can see
Everything I see
When you stand in front of me
So that you may believe
Every word that I will speak
When the topic of the week
Is how much you mean to me

Every word on my mind has the power to save my life, but like a sharpened knife I keep them at my side, because this was supposed to be just another fist fight, and I fight fair even when I'm outsized.

Somehow I keep
Letting you slip
Through my fingers
And under my nose.
Then when you're gone
I don't feel a thing
But your memory lingers,
Like the smoke in the air
That I breathe in my sleep,
I Inhale as much of you
As my lungs can keep,
Until I am thoroughly
And completely choked.
The house is on fire,
But I'll never leave this roast.
I'm just dreaming of you,
As I sleep alone
Inside my burning home

All around me I see faces wearing expressions that say they're starving for love, but in a last ditch effort to protect what they have managed to save up, every single one of them has sewn their own lips shut, and they've lived their lives neither finding someone they could trust nor anyone who would ever give enough, because they're not willing to risk giving what little they were born with up.

I lost the rhythm, dropped the beat, choked the chords.

I think I'm slipping through,

cemented feet, on the corner, of responsibility street,

and romance avenue.

A famine of feats, a loss of belief, what else have you?

never a clue,
what not to do.

All around you tsunamis and earthquakes are taking and breaking anything they can touch, yet I find peace in you and your place beneath the sea, and the shine of hope you cast upon all the destruction that I see surrounding me.

One day I may have to leave this sanctuary and face all the awful things that you've protected me from having to believe, but I would gladly die fighting against the apocalypse, if it meant we could share one first and final kiss.

Drowning is easy when I'm swimming in you, and I could come up for air but I don't think I want to. Because you see, you are the sea where everything floats along like a dream, and if you never let me be dry again, that'd be fine with me.

This hollow island on the eastern coast holds no secrets or suprises. All we have are long beaches, some highways, fishermen and sunrises.

Can everyone just shut up about the things they love?
What do you know,
We say that we love, but then tomorrow,
we gotta go.
No it's not you,
You're completely lovable,
This is just
the
most
unlit
****.