A lonesome traveler notices
the break in the sky,
The tear form in the eye.
The dance of joy flutter
Between two lovers
Many travels have taken place
Yet none was more beautiful than her face
He kept her close
in a pocket book
One look
To find home
Saddness creeps
His arms felt weak
Chin held high
He whispered
True love never dies...

Take away the pills, I have more.
Oh im not good enough?
Just look at my sister, flithy *****.

So iv developed a few new habits,
Poppin pills, and alcohol. Might as well start lookin for caskets.

They think I do this to numb the pain,
What they dont know is im tryin to remember what it feels like...
Kissing her in the rain.

Last thing I saw before I was tied to this hospital bed, was the last drop of jim beam and the tree branch next to my head.

It's 3 a.m. And I just want to sleep,
Grasping for my pills
These rope burns hurt my feet.

Drugged out prince is what they call me
More like broke loser
Begging to be set free...

Flew to close to the sky.
Yet again her rejection will never die.

Like the clash, should I stay or should I go?
Her guessing may not be worth it, ya know?

Two weeks and your gone like that,
Two weeks your feeling went splat.

One day is not enough to make a decision,
Nothing left now but division..

Separate ways from here on out.
Feelings rage, makes me shout.

This is where I end things.

When my life goes amok your name drifts into my head. The what ifs rush to conclusions.
It's more than I miss you it's I'm lost without you.
Life has been going at my pace, but dull ever since you left.
I salvage a "relationship", it's more of a charity case at this point.
Trying to right a bit of the wrongs till karma catches up with me.
I see you with him and it brings joy into my life, it's true what they say, if you love them let them go... I just wish your freedom came from me.
It spend the next 50 years of my life making a time machine to right my wrongs but I know at the end of days... You will find him...

As Rihanna once put it, she's in love with the monster under her bed.
Similar, I'm in love with the monster in my head.
I am addicted to the pain and stress,
I walk around at night nothing but a mess.
I dream of walks in the park and late night dates to sweep you off your feet.
Now all I am is a ghost, nothing but you being discreet.
The whisper of your name releases endorphins of hope, it all fades by the end of this rope.
A lousy text or call could have saved me,
I am ***** by loneliness, still that even  fills me with glee.

The heart, it weeps to be whole again.
Cries nightly, longing for its better half.

I close my eyes, in a flash its whole again.
The blink is over, and heart break settles in.
**** them with kindness just like she taught you.
I hang up my **** dripping with the stench of *****, I throw away this one night stand playbook.
Iv taken my armour off of my heart and walk out into the open a free man, willing to risk hurt for love, it's not my fault I want every girl, I was born this way, but never given the means to control it until now.

as watch myself become infinite, the days go on by myself in the loop day in and day out the same thing over and over again sleep, work, by myself, sleep, work, alone. This infinite loop is a struggle, although I don't see myself in this loop forever, I don't know how to change it. I know where I want to be, I know what I can be, it's the motivation I don't know how to grasp.to whom that is reading this I have a question to ask you. Have you ever seen a TV show called Californication? The main character is named Hank Moody, is a writer alone in LA, with a daughter, chasing after his ex, who runs into the arms someone she cheated for. He can't write, he has no aspirations, no motivation. but we watch as he drowns himself in smoke, *****, and alcohol. It's so entertaining to the viewer because he is a walking case of misery and self-loathing. It makes ourselves seem like our lives are so much better, When they're really not. the strange thing is I see myself becoming Hank Moody and not the viewer, I get excited over new ***** but it doesn't fill the hole that I had for another. So my life becomes an endless loop. Work, sleep, ****, drink, alone, repeat.
infinite.

at what point do I stop pretending to be Batman, like everyone wants, And I start living my real life as the joker and find my harley quinn? To love me as I am, strange, fearful, unpredictable. Not as a false idol, everything society sees me to be, what you love me to be.

When you boil it all down, this world is nothing but ******* lies and and false ideas. there can never be peace when war pays more. You say money isn't everything, id like to see you live without it. Money does buy happiness, just not for very long or practical happiness. Nothing sells more then hope, hope for peace, love, money, happiness blah blah blah.... Hope is the root of all evil. So when you boil this world all down to it... All there is, is false hope and lying about whose making the real money.

I could walk through fire just to give her a drink, and she would turn her nose up at it.
I could be Odysseus and travel across the most rigorous sea and I wouldn't be enough.
When the dust settles, the mountains have been moved, when the moon brought to her feet.. You are simply not what she is looking for...

I find myself surrounding my life in things you once told me about.
Movies, books, poems, writings, and music.

I adore your art work, what light has shown through this tattered canvas of mine...

To have a taste to feel what you feel. To see these images and understand your mind just a little deeper.

Your lost. I'm on the same journey you took, and im on my way to get lost with you.

I want you to be the reason I listen to love songs again.

I want you to be the one I say cute pet names to.

Did you know iv been wanting you?

I want you to be the one I come home to.

I want you to be the Juliet to my Romeo.
(with out the ****** suicide part)

But im not gonna buy your love.

I wont change myself to be what you want.

I like you just the way you are.

I just want you to be the reason I listen to love songs again.

It's not like I dont think about you, I do.
But it comes and goes.

I think of another every **** day, everyday since day one.

I try to let her go but it's impossible.
So ill hold on to that tighter and know that it happened.

But I remember you.

I have nothing to offer but my body and even then its on loan.

The divine heavens above or Mercurial Sepulchre below
will cash in on this investment soon enough.
Spoiled are my liver and lungs,
no good for harvesting.
The heart,
decaying tirelessly,
for its been unacompanyed for far too long.
Which lives the soul...
tamley caught in a custody dispute
on wherever this balladmonger belongs.

Dear to whom it may concern,

Thats how it starts... Iv been thinking about Us (with a capital you) the story of us. How the **** do I sum it up? Has it been perfect? Hardly. Any story with me at the center of it will never be anything less then a big smiling mess, But here's what I know for sure, our time in the sun has been a thing of absolute ******* beauty. The nightmares, the partys, the hangovers, the wedding... This magnificent shimmering insanity in this world of ours. When for months I woke up to you leaving because you cant sleep till 2 pm, I roll outa bed telling you im sorry, I'll do better, then proceed to disappoint you and repeat till you walked out for good.

As writer I'm a hopeful sucker for happy endings, the guy gets the girl she saves him from him self and they live happy ever after.

As man who has loved such girl, I realized there is no such thing, there's no sunset, there's just now, just the two of us which can be ****** scary and ugly sometimes.

But, if you close your eyes like I have and listen to the whisper of your heart, if you simply keep trying and never... ever give up. No matter how many times we get it wrong, maybe till the beginning and end blur into something called, until we meet again.  Thats.. Thats all I got, I didn't know how to finish it, but it's not finished it never will be with me and you.

I wrote you, because every single time I try to speak, something stupid comes out of my mouth, and the words dont mean what I want them to mean, or even half of what I want them to mean.

Its, It's never over for me. Never.

I ripped you off like a band aid and it never felt so good.
Im glad you can find happiness in him and with my friends because I know they will be good people for you.
Iv haven't felt this great without you in my life and I honestly dont need the attention from another to relieve my loneliness for a day or two. I figured out how to be happy on my own and its a good thing your on gonna weigh me down any longer.
I havent found the light yet, but I have found a path, it will take awhile out of this cave I built but ill do it and come back better then ever!

He didn't come from money or a loving home...
He didn't have a nice car or a big house...
He didn't even have a job to be proud of...
            But she loved him anyway.

He remembered her favorite things and spent time with her.
He made her laugh and smile with ease.
He let her be wild and goofy bc she was happy.
            This is why she loved him.

He wasn't classicly handsome...
He wasn't too smart or athletic...
He wasn't even that great in the bedroom.
      But she loved the way he treated her.

He wonders where he went wrong so many times.
Thinks about it when she's away...
His old jokes don't work, she has new favorite things, and she's more mature now.

She left him behind much like a old toy when you become too busy with such things.
He waits for her to notice him again..
But with no money, no family, no good looks or nice things... what would she even come back to?

She must know how i feel when my time under the Kalamazoo sun has finally reached its purpose.
That when the end is in sight
the tears that fall are the last memories of my love for her.
With each drop comes happiness
cloaked in a blanket of melancholy
streaming down my face.
That when she looks up at the star lit sky searching for the awnsers in her life,
she sees my shooting star, finally making her wish come true.

This love never changes
         This love cannot be broken
                  This love is endless.

Just then, i watched as the angel who perched on my right shoulder began to change. Gradually, the wise and all knowing expression faded from its face and horns began to appear.
It whispered in my ear and began to lead me into the darkness,
for the devil was right here all along.

eyes
Lips
Kiss

Hands
Sweat
Lust

heavy breathing
Passion
Love

soft  touch
Cuddling
Remorse

With desire in my eyes, I wake up out of the ashes, I rise and walk up the steps to my Empire.

I have learned many things in my trials, the only thing you can do is believe in yourself, trust yourself.

Love is a crime, the wrong love can rob you of a wonderful life. Mug you of rising far beyond your limitations. ****** you of your hopes and dreams. Just because a you fell in love with the wrong person at the  right or wrong time.

But thats the beauty of love, the best teaching tactic life can give you. Hurt.

In the darkest moments of my life I was always able to rely on friends more then family at a young age.
As I grew older I sought out many beautiful women to settle down with, as my best friend to rely on.
In the past coming months, iv lost my best friends, and my girl. I sit at home calling and calling on them in my time of need, no answer.
Im a simple man, I love a girl whom I made  childish mistakes with, she no longer loves me. I enjoy my friends company, they are a great group. I abandon them for my love, when I came up short with her, I had no one.

As a romantic I tend to find happiness in the darkest corners of the world, lately... I cant even find happiness right in front of me.
I talk to my woman everyday, she grows tired of letting me down day after day.
"Im sorry i dont feel that way" it's never gonna happen again" "dont get used to us talking, I wont be here forever"

Every new day I find a new way to have her take me back. Although I know it will never be...

When did talking to the opposite *** jump straight to flirting or cheating.  If your in a relationship and your significant other wont let you even add a man or a woman on Facebook because they think you like them and are flirting and cheating on them, theyve got some issues... and on the reciprocal end of things if your single and you have a person in a relationship add you or talk to you... thats all they are gonna do until they start flirting... and you will know because you will start smiling more often talking to them then anyone else... just because you have technology now with Facebook at your fingertips dont freak out about the opposite ***. Some girls find it easier to be friends with boys then girls... mostly due to the attention they attract from them. For guys we are programmed to talk and look at woman, that being said we were rasied to be gentlemen and learned to just talk, and by that friendships happen. So calm the **** down nd learn to trust will ya?

Have too many feelings but never anyone or place to put them in.

Sacrifice a day for plans with people who always seem to let you down or bail on you.

Accept the hurt and live in it.

Become over joyed and too hopeful too easy.

Lay awake to wonder and ponder love and life, restless legs never allow me to rest easy.

Although it was short lived,
the ride is what brings excitement to the journey. ~Life.~* -kyle shirley

Comes into my room as quick as light. Love.
Turned on with no fright.
Laughing and loving not a care in the world. In my arms you curled.

Strange feelings set the mood.
My love you feel the need to elude.
Now in a flash have you changed.
Somehow your feelings towards me have rearranged.    Selfish

Struggling to keep you gripped tight.
You tell me it's not right.
I sit here telling myself its not over,
Fearing the worst you let me cry on your shoulder.

No words to be said
Just tears  I have shed
I stand, sit, lie down as I plead
Asking every explanation I can bleed

Crushing blows I take away
Fire to darkness you play
Your light flickers in my heart as I twitch
You're unpredictable like a light switch...

If I loved you, the day I saw you, in that moment, you were going to be the center of my happiness, would you ignore me? Shut me out for feeling too passionate about a moment? Or could you learn to love me as I do you?

How about If i tell you, I no longer could hold grudges or speak ill, because you have taught me life it too short, and iv lived too long without love to burden myself with such pain.

I dont look at your beauty. when I said I loved you the moment I saw you, it wasn't about seeing beauty, it was about seeing right though you. It was seeing my life with you in 30 seconds flash to 30 years. Ups, downs, fights, children, and learning more about you each and everyday. That look for 30 seconds told me everything I needed to know in a person, trust.