Dreams do come true.
Never as expected,
Except when it comes to you.
Every nightmare you star in,
Ends up becoming reality.

Your face stagnant in my thoughts,
Its making me sick.
In another town,
Frolicking with whomever.  
I can't take it.

Marks on your neck,
words that you speak.
Do You not see how I feel.

Frogs croak, cats meow, spilt milk, not now.

Love? I have none,
I am pretty sure after this i will be done.
No more blindly stumbling in the dark.
Looking for a bed that isn't empty.
Things go so simply,
lacking that little spark.
No moon shines bright in winter,
Summer comes, all is gone.

I want the ocean,
Paper filled bin,
Discarded notes,
Nothing floats,
no hope, just rope.

Pick something and write.
Well... maybe i shouldn't write,
writing is for people with things to say.
No one has ever looked at a blank page and said
"Wow, what a genius"
They don't read babbles and say
"That was beautiful"
No ones ever said that about you.
Always at a loss for words,
nothing ever to say.
Never getting complemented,
always going under the radar.
shy people go unseen

Yes, i am going insane,i think its some chemical imbalance in the brain.

Every word he said was meant,
Every promise he made he kept.
And apparently you didnt get the hint,
All escaped you while you slept.

Everyday he was at a loss of words.
Uncapable of being able to say,
I want to fly free with the birds
And To mold our love out of clay.

All was at a loss,
Nothing more to look forword for.
Everything covered in moss,
Tattered and washed up to shore.

He couldnt say what he meant,
Couldnt give what he wanted to get.
Forgotten about like pocket lint,
He has no fish in his net.

I flew the nest,
Left my jesus
Im independent all grown up
On my way to becoming a mother sparrow.
When you are on your own
you will know what its like,
To be awake
not having a sparrows support.
Doing everything on your own
Not needing jesus there for you.*

But really?...
Are you serious,
You are just at the begining.
I am at four years in,
My jesus forgot me
My sparrow tossed me out
If anyone knows lonely
Its me...
To do it all on your own,
To have no supporter
To be 'awake' so you speak.
I am already there
And doing a terrible job at it
But non the less i am and have been
Sooner before you knew.