The higher the standards the harder the fall
The lower the standards your already face down on the ground several months in wondering how in the hell did I get here.

Well it probably started out something like this.
We were friends in the Beginning
Then I wanted more.
I got curious.
I got attached
Now I'm stuck in some fantasy world
It's a nightmare called reality
The feelings too hard to shake
I can't breath, almost suffocating
My mind is frozen with visions of you dancing around in my head. You're nothing but a blur and I'm stuck in this high
Slap me please, snap out of it!

Where did I go?
Must of stepped out and let love take over

When you left
Music was the only thing that stayed

It's the only thing that makes sense anymore.
It's a safe kind of high
A medicine of the mind

When music kills you at least it doesn't hurt.

I may be awake but my mind is asleep.
I've been in pause since my heart shut down.

I'm drowning in a max overload of your memories.

I need to snap out of it.
I deserve better.

I wanna feel wanted
I'm too use to being used to even know what's real.

Is there somebody out there who will?

Love does not exist.
The thought of someone does.

The pain and heartbreak is more real than the happiness that can't quiet last a life time.

Loving someone is a job
To many people are in the unemployment line

We quit too fast and hurt more than we have to.
Our flames only burn so bright for so long before we are all alone, left with nothing but the painful memories.

I'm sad today.
I feel hollow inside while everyone else feels whole.
I hate the way feelings feel. The way your body tenses just before the first tear builds up and slowly runs down your face.
I hate the way endings feel like there are no beginnings.
How no matter what I do I'm as curious as curious George on what you may be doing.
Why is it that when someone causes you so much pain and sorrow you still want to be connected to them in some form or shape. I think it's because I've become trapped into a routine involving so much time and effort that I can't steer away from it.
I don't want to. This was either a cancer or a cure. And for me well I ended up with both a form of cancer and some type of sad cure. Kemo, fight and don't give up I tell myself, but do I have the strength anymore ? A part of me is slowly dying while another part of me is living. I'm a glass half empty and a glass half full.

Life will never be easy.
Love will never be easy

You have to fight for the things you want.

I put up a fight for a long time.
It's the giving up part thats not exactly easy.

How do you fall out something just as fast as you fall into it.

Knowing the poison is going to ****
Reach for the stars they say as I listen
Rose petals around me as I lay still
The moon like your eyes oh how they glisten

A quiet Thunder the way he walks
And a heavy rainfall the way he leaves
Silence all around, I love when he talks
Now here alone, I really can't believe

Yet you come and go like the seasons
Stuck in a sand storm of what I call time
Picking flowers gives options and reasons
Was falling in love with you a sad crime
He is toxic like ivy to sweet too resist
The poison settles after once been kissed.