These words you left for me
Have taken my breath away
Even though you have left
I have you with me every day.

It took so long to realize
All of it wasn't my fault
The chance to look into your eyes
Is something I've always sought

When I read the words you've left me
I see you sitting there
Writing, crying
Brushing away your hair.

You debate to send it over
Worrying if ill cry
Awaiting my response
The days pass by and by

But what you'll never know
Is I never got your letters

I was never ready for you to go
But for now I guess its how things are
I'll find out where you are
Through ever cut, scrape and scar.

Dont you hate it
When you have the perfect
Poem in your head
Then its lost forever
Gone, dead

Merely a memory about
street lights and fog
Then you're there without
A little piece for your blog.

I had the perfect poem
Tucked away inside my head
Something about smoke
Or laying in bed

That poem couldve been it
Could've made my career
But now I guess
I'll have to deal with being here.

Next time ill have a pen
Or somewhere to put my thoughts
But for now ill remember the poem
That I have forgot.

Another year
Has come and gone
Some have gotten weak
And some strong

Time flew by
Things have changed
I've gotten high
On life (maybe)

The closet *** addict
That no one would figure
Off the way she's dressed
Always calm and configured

I don't think you realize
Why I never come home
Why I sometimes don't
Even pick up the phone.

Things start out nice
But quickly go bad
Can't you see
That YOU make me sad

I can't see my sisters
Without spilling tears
I've wanted to leave
For over 18 years.

Now that I'm finally free
And I don't have to hear you yell
Im growing up and finding "me"


I guess home isnt always
Where my heart will be.

But maybe, just maybe
That was never my home
Maybe just maybe
It will be one day.