I stand above my bed
And examine the damage.
Blankets this way and that
Pillows all over
Sheets tangled up around themselves.
Proof of something that
Only hours ago
Left this place empty.
I take in the rubble
And breathe deeply.
I lower myself down to those
Tangled sheets
And backwards bedspreads
And fill my lungs with you.
I pull them up around me
And close my eyes
And wish for this place to be
The same kind of battleground
Again tomorrow.

I'm a dimepiece
with a timepiece

but I'll tell you one thing
I've never had
good timing.

twenty years
young.
old, I thought
but not old enough
to believe
you're the last good thing
to come around.

just wise enough
to know
a good thing
like you
is worth trying for

I'm a dimepiece
with a timepiece

but I'll tell you one thing
I've never had
good timing

the one for a
minute.
guards up
so the letting down
is easy.
easier
to tread lightly

ha.
turns out
that's not
easy
at all

cause I'm a dimepiece
with a timepiece

but I'll tell you one thing
I've never had
good timing

twenty three years
old.
old enough, you'd think
to know
a good thing
like me
is worth trying for

can't say that I'm
too good for you.
just too bad
you won't give
what I deserve

cause I'm a dimepiece
with a timepiece

but I'll tell you one thing
I've never had
good timing

going on adventures
singing in the streets
together 'til your soul ventures
c'mon lets take our seats

dancing in the rain
frolicking in the snow
the only things that keep me sane
oh wouldn't you like to know?

laying in the flowers
living in a tree
i could do these things for hours
as long as it's you and me

i need you so
please don't go

I've ran the lines between fate
Dodged the arrows of karma
I've winked and laughed at death
As life stopped me at my tail
Ive drank wine with what's unspoken
Bribed the unforgiving 
I've stroked the misleading and held his hand while he was pleading 

I am lying still 
Every tear is spilling
Now I am the one who is caught
Chaos and destruction has hung me by the throat 
I have no emotion
I am restrained by pending gravity
Suspended by the grip of pain
It soars inside out my veins
Who am I to think I can run away?
I've ran the darkest mile along side of denial 
With nothing but a beaming smile