A city the hearts home
Small town not well known
Growing over populated
Too many outsiders invade
Radical change lost values
Not interested in misled ways
Change is never flowing
Always progressive hard to prepare
Demanding with no consistency

Awake before the sun rise
Found peace and quiet
In the dark refreshing morning
The silence gives inner peace
Street lights lead the way
Thoughts pure not influenced
Able to relax not feel pressured
Alone is more comforting
Better than a crowd of uncertainty

I try so hard to be happy,
but what does that mean?
What does it look like?

I'm the monster inside
my head, I tell myself
things that reek of death.

In the middle of it all,
the light is burning out
and it's all my fault.

I gave in to the chaos
in my soul, now I'm lost.
I lost sight of control.

Never tell someone you love them
Don't give them the advantage of knowing.

Once they know,
they'll use it against you

they'll use you as a second option
as a fall back plan

because they know,
no matter what they do,
you'll always be there for them.
loving them

my cold little world
is spinning violently,                                          
                                     its sensations grappling
every semblance of my spirit                                
                          ­                as everyone keeps living
and i just...