Can't stop me now baby,
This rhythm is just starting.
If anything
it's building up,
Getting stronger by the second,
Like the baby we first had
Remember that,
The baby called
Love,
It was born and is still growing,
by the moment,
As you read,
Something you cannot stop babe.
Look at me go beautiful,
Im sticking to it like a fean,
I am on it,
This is where I get better baby,
Right in the middle
****,
I'm pumping love,
Every second of my heart,
I am nonstop,
So believe me I have no end,
No slow pokes around here lovey
All I see is green,
I'm on the chase,
How about you show yourself ?
Do it,
I might stop.

No matter what happens here,
One day,
It will all end.
Despite the love,
Every day
I think about my wake.
Will you be there?
I will.
I'd love to know,
What your tears look like,
A shame is this I
tell you
I
Have to past,
To see you again.
Look at me,
I'm smiling
I
Breathe and I breathe,
Knowing
It'll all end .

Smelling gasoline is really good,
I want to be bad.
Loving you is wrong,
I don't want to be right.
Beware of the fence of love,
I head straight in.
If you've forgotten how to love,
Yell it to me.
Black is the color of my heart,
Let me speak the way I speak.
You and I are dead,
you text, I call you back.
A ****** building a house,
I made mine in the sand.
Sleeping near death,
Get me a pillow.
My body is lit in flames,
Now I shall sit.
Cigars with alcohol is soft,
Coke with ecstasy is just right.
Being suicidal is okay,
I only cut my throat half way.
Replaying memories from the past,
Relying on my future is meaningless.
I have no goals in this life.
Go run
until you throw up,
I do that in my sleep.
Give yourself a break, they say,
I keep going until it breaks.
Showering with you again,
The sewer is much like my bathtub.
Love me again
Repetition is for a naive.
Forgive and forget,
a spell with no solution.
A dog not eating its own feces,
yes, that's exactly
how hungry I am.
Waiting for the sun to come up,
yet
The sun waiting to explode.

In January I am weak,
Late at night when everyone is asleep,
The cold makes my heart jump a beat.
Every February hearts roam the air,
Why am I so weak,
my heart is barely there?
March is full of three leaf clovers,
but my high wont leave,
I am drunk and cannot remember the last time I was sober.
I play the fool every single day of April,
clearly the world can see,
that I have never been stable.
In May the flowers are rising,
but my flower died,
I am only feeding water to the roots inside me.
No June has passed without me over-thinking,
every beginning of summer my head is over heating.
I see myself in the mirror every time it hits July,
the clouds move slower,
just like every lie,
I ever told you!
August is your birthday,
I am here about to throw myself,
into a bay.
September is like my refugee,
I torture myself,
by putting my hand on several bumblebee's.
On every pumpkin I carve a mad face in October,
These rhymes are driving me crazy,
put me to sleep,
I want to be sober.
November the month of my Scorpio,
Virgo, Leo, Cancer  Xanax is the cause of my slowness,.
The end is finally here,
the month of December,
three hundred and sixty five days has passed,
Hopefully next year,
your name I wont remember.

There is a big difference,
the way,
my heart was broken,
to the way,
a heart would usually break.
This is not a crack,
or your average fissured.
An explanation,
of how did this start,
would be in demand,
if ever eyes,
lay upon,
my awful looking heart.
It has a devastation to live with,
my heart is split,
with countless amount of openings,
that I feel,
every single day,
when I first open my eyes,
every single night,
before the last shut,
of my eyes.
The person responsible,
cleaved it,
with all her rights.
My heart is beating,
only because of the Lords grace,
among me.
Among the many,
shattered parts of my heart,
lies a big,
sharp piece,
This piece has a certain name on it,
It's the piece the doctor says,
is irreplaceable,
Untouchable,
and will eventually,
**** me.
The doctor told me,
only once,
everyday when I wake up,
To remember,
that the piece,
is half an inch,
deeper,
than it was yesterday.
Inside,
my poor little heart,
the tiny,
edgy bits,
of my demolished heart,
cover the space,
surgeons need,
to remove,
the big sharp piece.
My heart,
is not a heart anymore,
but a beating muscle,
that looks like,
a dried up anthurium,
ready to fall.
It has the bottom opening,
of an old fashioned bleeding heart,
but no color.
The heart,
I carry with me,
is very weak,
and unstable,
like water.
It has a day,
where it try's,
it's very best,
to pace the torture,
I put it through,
but,
the majority of days,
it cannot bare
and stops,
to scare me.

Dear Father,

Bless her life with every wish her pretty little heart desires,
Give her the best in this lifetime Lord,
I hope You bless her with a husband that has an amount of love,
only mothers carry for their child,
May her tears be bottled up and sent up to heaven,
for double the blessings,
For if she ever is in fear Lord let me feel it,
I will pray and ask that You,
Father,
send angles to protect her,
and make her fearless,
May her walk through life be full of light and never derail into darkness,
May my prayers for her kids and their kids be answered for the blessing,
of her next generation,
May her kisses be cherished and hugs be adored,
Lord,
From deep inside my heart,
I plead that every surprise she receives will be wealthy,
and make her as happy as can be,
Though You have forbid me from ever tasting her flesh again,
I hope You,
O' Lord,
ravish her day by day,
I will be the loudest in Heaven when she arrives Christ,
For her spirit deserves cheers and the loudest round of applause that can exist,
May she never be alone,
but always happy and in companion with the Holy Spirit,  
God,
you know,
If I reminisce two hundred times a day about what we once had,
two hundred times I will bless her soul,
Let her have a life with no worries Father,
You have made her fortunate by much,
She is irreplaceable here on Earth,
An exclusive original sent from You above,
Lord,
this is from deep in my gloom and melancholy heart,
because every single day,
I remember the blessing afternoon we met,
It was a pleasure meeting her Father,
Bless her,
it was a gift,
It was more than what I could have ever asked for Father,
because what I ask for,
is diminutive next to Her.

Amen.

This pain is so deep,
I love you but
you don't love me.
This agony I feel to leave you
behind
is so strong,
my mind can't bare
this feeling.
I love you so much
but
you do not love me.
I feel as if I don't leave you
I'm never going to be happy,
and yet this pain only grows stronger.
Love I cannot stop loving you
although, you cannot love me.
I've left you far behind and threw you deep
down into the sea,
but only in my mind,
because in my heart
your as animated as can be.
I cannot believe I have loved you for so long,
but you seem to never have loved me.
Alcohol kills
my liver,
as I drink
in a fine glass cup
that has sharp edges,
my lips begin to bleed.
I have loved you for so long now,
but you never once loved me.
At times I want to shred
the glass into bits,
put it to boil with rice,
take a few bites and call it
'The End'.
For I do not want to live,
loving you
knowing you
don't love me.
I never had you because
I once let you go,
yet your return I await.
I still do not have you today.
I really only loved you
Love
but it is just so sad that you
really never loved me.
Goodbye you said to me,
and goodbye I said to my life,
goodbye
love.
I will always and forever love you.
But must I remember,
You cannot love me.