Void of life
living hell
You're the demon
Bring him back
My favorite soul
I've cut you off
You've lost control
No longer yourself
Where are you
Left on the shelf
The shell of you

I'm reading poems
About love
When I read them I think of you
And then I'm jealous
For a second  
Because I think they get to love you too

Glass shattered in the background
As I finally saw what others saw
You were veiled
In my lingering love for you
But just then it faltered
I saw you
The you that you show the world
The facade
Inside you hide what's real
I feel bad for those who
Will never know the real you
The one that I knew
Because the you that you show
*****

I'm coasting
No brakes
Just shear momentum
The force of the everyday

I had a dream we met again
Not as strangers
But as us
And we talked
For hours
Maybe days
Getting to know each other
Like new friends
And I realized
I'll never love again
When your best friend
Breaks your heart
Whatever you mend
Will forever be changed
And a heart that can no longer love
Is a heart that can't be broken

I had a dream we met again.
*And oh was it a dream

but its not acceptable to cry
because my reasons
aren't good enough
so my struggle isn't real
but its my struggle
so how can you know how i feel

I want to be the topic
    *Of somebodies conversation
Let me be the lyrics
     *To your love song

maybe someone is stealing my dreams
******* them out gently as I sleep
I wake with a vague notion of images
swimming
pictures
but lost concepts
and feeling used
dried even
like a sponge being purged of its liquid
taking the contents and leaving a shell
I'm feeling this most days now
maybe this is hell