Drowning,
Is what it feels like.
The words we shout,
Heavy like concrete,
Tied around our ankles.
We'll hold each other,
As
      we
            sink.
Gasping out "I'm sorry",
With our last breath.

Just like the bright, blue ocean,
You are beauty then abyss.
Swallow me down like rip tides,
And drown me in each kiss

The normal path looks polished,
like fine marble and white wine.
It holds steady with stability,
and gives a heart a piece of mind.

The wild side, the rocky road,
The path untraveled by.
I'm addicted to possiblities,
Because the limit is the sky.

I bet you dream in color
and wake up in a black and white world.

Two halves, never whole,
Just patches on a wounded soul.
Mended with golden thread,
black spots conquer a heart of red.