It's twelve in the morning,
these thoughts don't have enough space
It screams for a peaceful life
yet craves for endless ideas
I'm not crazy, I am just aware
That people will leave
when they are tired of you
Believe me,
they can and they will.

I was always quick to fall in love

With ****** knees, I would move on to the next, to the next, to the next

“This too shall pass” they told me as a crimson flood left me hollow

Wounds heal, scars fade, and the memories are long gone

But the spirits of those naked nights

Echo in the empty rooms of my mind



I was always quick to overreact

“This too shall pass” I told myself as the water filled my lungs

The burning sensation of the lifegiving salty substance

Almost too pure to exist in a world blemished by ugliness

But still the echoes stayed



I was always quick to fall in love

But for once, I didn’t get up

As soon as the words passed my lips, I tried to pull them back with regret

Those beautiful, unforgiving eyes, staring into the windows of my soul

They will be my demise, I already know, right now it’s just for show

But what can a fool do, when a fool has fallen in love?

Hope for the best, take the step, fall over, try again?

Listen to the words of his loved ones?

“It wont work out, it never does”

“Forget her and move on”

“Do you love her?”

Do I love her?

May be

Just