Another day goes by,
Still I’m a ghost in your eyes,
I long for the feeling when you see the real me,
Down on my luck,
I still wish i was more than a passing glimpse
Center stage is where i wish i lived,
Instead of the hell i hold in my heart.

A dream is an occurrence of images,
Sensations ones mind in-visions in the night,
To me a dream is all you are,
I fell nothing more than a mirage,
An illusion to the rest of the world.

I wonder the earth looking high and low,
Searching for the woman i need,
Break me from the shackles i bear,
Living inside my internal prison,
I ask for gods forgiveness,
But god doesn’t know I’m there.

I try to give the world all i have,
But the world hands me a tightened rope,
I raise my fists to scream and shout,
My please have fallen on deaf ears.
I feel that i am speaking in tongues,
Where are you my guardian angel?
My savior in blue and gold.
Have you heard my calls?
Breathless i fall to my knees,
Begging that someone will answer me.
Can you hear me?
Are you listening?

For what it’s worth,
I hope your happy without me.
But what does it matter what i say,
I was nothing to you anyway.
But isn’t that the American Dream?
Getting your heart broken by a girl who you know will never love you.
Devoting your entire life to find your way into her heart and hoping,
By some miracle she will let you stay.
Opening your heart and hoping that maybe some day some how she will love you the same way a mother loves her child or the way Wall Street loves the stock market.

All i want is to be wanted in a cold world,
But all the blankets are taken.
Im cold to the touch as i fall from grace.
Will someone save me?
Numb and alone I abandoned ship as i sink to the bottom of the bottle.
As I’m drowned by my demons and i stare down the barrel of life,
You are there to pull be above the surface.
Never before have i seen so much beauty and radiance come from one heavenly body.

Her eyes pierced my heart and soul while her smile captivated my broken heart.
The light that practically surrounded her pulls me from me from my darkness.
I always thought happy endings where a luxury to the strong, and the weak stood to suffer, all my dreams came to life.
When i thought all was lost,
You took my finger off the trigger,
You saved my life.

You know what?
A cigarette sounds good right now,
Felling the suffocating smoke,
Makes my head spin,
The smoke dancing in the sky,
The rancid smell of sweet tobacco,
Is an inviting invitation.

I frantically struggle to reach my pack,
My hands tremble at the though of a release,
The lighter flickers and sparks,
This cycle seems tireless,
A daunting light emerges from sparks.

The world is motionless in envy,
The crackle of burning paper sets me off,
My mind races with a nicotine high,
The problems of reality run away at every puff.

The fire hits the brim of the filter,
An eternity it seemed,
I toss the **** to the ground,
A silence rolls over me,
A realization I believe,
My scars are not wiped clean,
But are drowned out.

Reality is my adversary,
Nefarious to the end,
Nicotine clears my conscious,
But doesn't erase the memories,
Only time can clear them,
But for now,
Ill escape reality for a few minutes.

I thought i was alone,
Wandering the earth in despair,
Forgetting my past,
Memories i cant suppress,
The lowest I have ever been.

I would pop pills to escape reality,
Numbing me to feel nothing,
Thinking it would hear my blood spilled scars,
The scars of my past.

My heart was black,
Miserable in a way,
My blackened heart pleaded for help,
But no one was listening,
Not even me.

I wasn't fooling anyone,
I was only fooling myself,
My pain was obvious,
It played a tune of melancholy hopelessness.

The cuts run deep,
Deeper than the ocean,
More iridescent than the sky,
Each one has a story,
No story like the other.

My eyes have grown tired,
Blurry with every blink,
They stare blankly,
Soulless in every way.

A blinding light brightens my life,
And then there she stood,
An angel in disguise,
My angel.

When i even catch a glimpse of her,
Her eyes chip away at the dark,
The dark that surrounds my heart,
Her eyes are even more beautiful than the seasons,
Her eyes pierce my heart and latch on.

My eyes that were blacker than midnight,
Glow like the stars,
My scars vanish into thin air,
My past is blocked my her never ending beauty.

I only wish she could be mine,
She can free me from my internal prison,
She can find the key that is lost.

My life starts now,
I know than i can carry on,
I'm gonna take the world on,
Showing everyone that i can recover,
Things will get better,
I will live my life like there is no tomorrow,
i will never slip away.

I found myself caught in the wind,
The air was cold,
But my skin was colder,
The air dragged me to the edge of the woods,
I was a little skeptical at first,
But a voice in my head said the go,
I gave in and entered.

As a walk i hear the sticks crack under my boots,
The air gets crisp,
And my air starts shimmering,
I see a creek,
The water races over the jagged rocks.

The water grows iridescent,
Colorful as i walk,
The trees sway with the wind,
Leaves crumble the the scurry of animals,
The scene was one out of a painting,
I couldn't believe my eyes,

I hear the singing of the birds,
A melodic song in my head,
The sunlight breaks through the branches,
Light resting on my face.

My time was over,
I leaves this wonder land,
But a question comes to mind,
Why isn't the rest of the world like this?

You took everything from me,
Left me to waste away,
Left me to fall apart

You might have taken my heart,
My love,
My soul,
And even my pride,
But you will never take away my hope.

When i feel empty,
All alone,
And when the world has forsaken me,
Hope will be my beacon in the dark,
A light to help me carry on.

When you rip my heart out and steal it away,
Hope will be my artificial source of love,
When my emptiness turns to rage,
Hope take my rage and turns it into happiness.

So go ahead,
Steal my heart,
Take away my possessions,
And sell my soul,
Hope will be stronger than anything you throw at me.

Its a fore to reckon with,
Hope helps even the weakest of souls,
My sorrows have all been washed away,
Your memory slips from my mind,
Hope is my guide in the night, and you are the shadows that are in my way.

I here the whispering of the walls that surround me,
They talk of my memories and tragedies that glimmer in the distance,
The halls fantasize of having a voice to speak freely,
Not having to stay still with a blank expression,
I lay on my bed positioned parallel to the wall, hearing the words of condescending judgment.

I start to drown it out with the subconscious thought of a dead,
frozen winter with snow that covers the ground.
This season i long for to feel the numbing rush of arctic blast,
And the shimmering of white flakes descending from the sky,
Compacting on the ground.

I stand out in the cold motionless in envy of being free,
Blown in the wind to escape the erratic reality of being trapped.
The hollow creaking of the trees haunts my dreams,
Acting as a soul from long ago.

I stand here waiting as winter passes with a swift, but devastating,
Toll on my mind as if i was a snowflake falling in the dead of winter.