Being here with you,
My heart dances like the flames of a flickering fire
Your smile, so perfect,
Fulfils my heart's desire

Time is unfair,
It flies by when I want to
Be alone together, do whatever
The hell you wanna do

Sitting here, writing,
All I can think about is you
Makes me smile a little
When I realize you probably won't think this true

Yet it is- so there
I have you on my mind
All our good memories, shared laughter,
It's in the past, all behind

But I bring them back to life
Because these memories, such pleasantries,
Makes times passage
As one of ease
(do you remember that memory?)

So here it is, just for you
I write and I fight because that's just what I do
But everybody needs a focus
Now it seems my focus is you

my life consists of a constant nightmare.
whether my state is conscious or unconscious, every part of me seems to be living in hell.
living, I am, with the feeling of being dead before actually dying.

Take my past and hold it against me
Till its white hot
And brands itself onto my ribs
Twist my drunken slurs
And turn them into knives
That stab you when your back is turned
Remind me again
That I can't be trusted
Not that I've given you a reason
To think that that's so

Is the ocean long?
Or is the ocean deep?
Will I walk 1000 miles?
Or sink 1000 feet?

Will I drown in liquid misery?
Or fall in rays of hate?
Will I walk my chosen path?
Or will I scuffle with my fate?

Will I embrace the raging rapids?
Or will I consume the beating flame?
Will I be judged?
And not ordained

To be insane
In times of here and now
Time has seen me crumble
And time will see me bow

When I fall
Their will be no surprise
The sun will only stare
And laugh at my demise

Then I will realize
In the soul of every beat
That I have walked 1000 miles
And will sink a 1000 feet

But not to take defeat
Or die with no love to keep
But to tell a story to the youth
Of why my soles are weak

Twelve twenty-seven*
I'll carry this memory
Of hell and heaven