Our love
Was destined to fail
Instead of seeing me
For all the things I was
You saw me
For all the things I was not

It is not the future that I am afraid of
The prospect of repeating the past
Is what scares me the most

Your lips on my neck
And your hand between my thighs
Is better than any antidepressant
A dr could prescribe

I awoke to a sunrise so beautiful
Monet himself dare not
Attempt to capture its beauty

Every time a heart breaks
It grows a little harder

Loneliest  is the moment
When you have no one to run to
The one that eases the pain
Is the one causing the hurt
Where do I go now? To whom do I turn?
Back to the lips that lied?
Back to the finger tips that betrayed?

You can take my breath
You can take my sanity

You can take my spirit
You can take my heart

You can take all that I am
But you’ll never take my words

Look into my soul
You’ll see walls a mile high
Unreachable and safe
Confined and alone

Most count sheep when trying to sleep
I count lies that have been told to me