Babe honestly I'm not handling
this world so well without you
There to keep me smiling
and I've tried creeping slowly back into your life
But things just don't feel the same

Why doesn't it all feel the same
?
Baby, please tell me

Highlight all of my mistakes

In the brightest colours

So it all stands out to the crowd
Because I'm picking up the Mic
tonight to scream my love for you out loud
Because baby I can't handle life without you
When you are the one who holds me up,
And I couldn't careless
if people think that I'm weak
Honest to God, I need you with me
To carry on and help mend up
the torn pieces of my heart
I don't want us to keep ripping apart
from one another
Because I'm not handling
this world so well without you.

©2017 Written By Benji James

Unread letters,
Unspoken dreams.
All the words I could've said.
The things I regret,
Yet you know
With out any words being spoken.

You hear the voices.
I hear them too.
The ones that whisper those words,
too deep into the night they’re there.
Too early in the morning they dare not sleep.

You hear the voices,
They’re all in your head.
But their words and actions are true,
they know their place in your life.
And they dare not leave.

You hear the voices,
The ones that scream.
The ones that say awful things,
And keep you awake at night.
They won’t let you go.

You hear the voices,
That ones that laugh.
You shut your eyes in hopes they’ll leave,
But they won’t.
They will always be speaking.

You hear the voices,
They will always be screaming.
Always be laughing and talking.
You may cry, but they’ll never mind.
You’re a captor in their horrible dark world.

My heart is breaking,
The tears are streaming,
My breath is all but gone.

My body shakes,
The sweat takes place,
My tongue is all but dry.

My voice is cracked,
The words that spat,
My misery and despair.

My love you were,
The situation that was,
My forever is all but dead.

You're the fan with the summer heat.
The color blue with the computer screen.
The simple words only from you.
Why can't I forget you?

You're the dark skies during a storm.
And humidity right after.
******* these so simple things.
Why do they remind me of you?

You're the pain with heartbreak.
All the betrayal of trust.
The confusion and fear.
Everything you left behind.

But why are the smiles?
And the lighthearted laughs?
I'm suppose to be letting go.
But you kept coming back.

You're the final goodbye,
and all the last final tears.
I'm done with these games you played.
So to me, you're in the grave.