There's a child on the corner, with a tear in her eye. She's missing her mother, we all miss someone who's died.

If we could bring back the ones we loved, we'd just break our hearts again. Is one life enough, or should we do it again?

The little girl is crying, she's letting out a moan. Her mother was dying, now she's all alone.

All she has is her friend, except he's make believe. He looks just like her father, except he wears his heart on his sleeve.

Her mothers last words were "do what you love, and love what you do". Then she gasped for air, and her face turned blue.

On cold nights, she thinks of her mother. And what she would've been. With her own mind she fights, to wipe the slate clean.

Don't push them
You're moulding them instead of letting them flow
You're stunning their movement, you're not letting them grow

I like being pushed
I am superior and better than my peers
They've taken over my body and they are the ones who steer

Is this wrong?
Is this right?
Is this my desired flight
The Devils are pitched on both shoulders
I can't take over until I've grown older

I'm sick of this routine.

I wake up.
I think of you.
I look in the mirror.
I think of you next to me.

I listen to the songs we once knew as ours, my eyes fill up. Do tears come from the heart? As my eyes fill up; my heart feels empty.

You don't know it, but I still carry you on my sleeve, you're the one that mattered.

Some say love is a game, if that's the case I've lost. Love stabbed me. It torn me. But im glad it did, it's made me who I am today, the pain makes me stronger.

I know this isn't the end. One day I'll see you with your kids, and you'll see me with mine, we won't say it, but we'll both know it.

"This could've been us". We'll think.

flirting with death telling her i'm ready
she's caressing my temple my lips and my chest
with a blue steel barrel goosebumps and longing
a short sharp breath and eyes closed tight
i ease and ease and ease the trigger in
click
can't die yet, rent's due tomorrow

I'm drowning,
In a vast pool of
Water.
Of which,
I'd been
Thrown in.
Being held down,
So short of air,
My lungs about to burst.
The air around me
I won't dare breathe,
Yet soon the panic
Settles in,
And the screaming
Bubbles that hold
My desperate
Pleas for help,
Come up to the very top.
Every,
last,
One,
And I sink faster to the
Bottom.
No one
Heard me.
Even as my
Screams were
Sharper than a blade,
They were dulled by the
Halting water
That consumes me.

Last night I just
needed you
closerclosercloser
but it felt like
you were so

                                                          far.

Finally you
grabbed me and
pulled me to your
chest and you
said, "God, why
was I trying to
sleep without
you right here?"