I chased you for fear.
The fear that I've always wanted & waited
and it's been too dark in my pavement, with my scratched walls and broken bed.
The screaming skies puts me up to sleep, but fear is still present when I wake.
.... and now you're  here, my fear is now my world.
and I love how you hold my hand with your warm palm
how you make me feel warm with your embrace
how you make me feel alright
how you put me to sleep during daytime
how you embrace so tight when it's cold
how you make me love you even more
..... and now that you're not here, fear isn't with me no more.

They say "sacrifice for the ones you love"
but what if sacrifice is just a myth and I just like my choices.
What if my choices didn't choose me?
What if I chose right?
What if I chose left?
What if I didn't choose?
What if I engraved it?
What if I.

On top of the hill,
getting chilled.
To numb to care.
Grasses are cleaner.

Wished too hard, my star fell.
another day wasted.
Feeling so close, yet still not able to reach.
Scraped my knees reaching for the moon.

The web's in it place.
To sticky to be modeled.
A hole is to big to fill... but what's to fill?

My T.V is big, it's static and gray.
I'm tired of these shows,
repeated nonsense all over again... un-surprised by this feeling.