wonder
thoughts
remembrance

maybe if I hid
my journal that one morning
I would still be living in the city

maybe if I hadn't
entered your rose garden
I wouldn't be as broken

the bitter regret
when the sunrise
comes in

the butterfly effect
could have made a change

it's always
what if

How he tells her he loves her
Yet lies with another
Sad, sad lover
I see right through that cover

and the scariest thing about having
all these late night thoughts
is the possibility of them all being true.

I'm drifting
through my dreams,
occasionally colliding
with a hint of certainty.
I'm higher than I seem,
fighting the concept
of reality as a means.
I'm lost in the sky.
I can't remember why,
but life is just easier
when I get a little high.

I have a heart full of cement
Solid... Permanent
I've sang your lament over and over again
But every song has the same intent
Like something permanent.
I regret not having a patent on your scent,
Or the way your teeth are bent or broken.
Like at some point a decent person
        Had a cruel accident
                 But, against your jaw
..........A fists descent...
...To punish you..........
And forever augment that one percent of you.
I don't know the intent of the event
But, I do know you underwent some hell
To get to me, in our present
But, that doesn't matter my gent
My denouement is becoming distant
         ...you are here...
                      And there you went.
But, our two souls are water and powder
We create cement...
**Permanent