I'm
Sick
Inside &
I
Guess
I
Don't
Really
Mind

I could spend hours looking into your eyes
As they burn into mine
Hours, romanticizing the way they make me feel

Grey and ice blue, slate colored and wild
The different shapes and colors they take
Depending on how you feel

When you want me:
A blinding turquoise
When you're unhappy:
Horribly cold slate
When you're content:
Storm grey

I have never feared you,
or your love.

First,
Its your hair, long and out of control,
That I love.

Second:
Your eyes, strong and steady,
That entrances me.

Third,
Your body, full of protection and strength,
I cannot resist.

I have fallen in love with you.

It's not that I like bad girls
I just like girls who are bad for me

You locked your doors
there is no more
I bash my head
against your walls
and still you would not listen

An awful screech
when I try to speak
there is no place
just an empty space
where your heart once was

So it all is over
you were drunk on love
and now you're sober
and I am dead in your eyes
why don't you even try?

it's not three AM anymore, it's all times and all ages
bright lights flash across blank stares, dark faces
everything's spinning except you