I love being blinded by these bright flowers

How vile
We could have been amazing
Looking at that unshaven
Needing a manscape
Innocent face
All my mind can play is that day
Me sitting on the tail end of his truck
You with that red mustang
And the undeniable fire that raged
Once our lips met
We could have been great
If only life would have let us

Aren't locusts found in the swamps

"Playing in the storm drain"

Ian out the gutters
I'm taking my loss

What in the **** is all this ****

I put myself out on the line here
Finding you not just dying
But gone

I don't ******* get it
   Why
What the fucj

Maybe i just have wrong thoughts
My mind hasn't been right for a while
Many demons I've fought
This journey to find my smile
Never ending trails
All these memories just sitting; filed


I remember the moment I was defiled

Corruption brought in a new found *****
And I'm just begging
Shut the ******* door

Why didn't I see
A womanizer is what you are
Beautiful words
From your split tounged mouth
Naive is me
For considering they may be true

I don't think I'm winning anymore
I don't think I'm doing good anymore
I think I think too much
But not enough
The weight grows
Every day
If I was to say I want it to end
That I don't wanna do it anymore
That I never wanted it
That I need ******* help

Would any of you really understand