A feeling for a thought
A thought for a feeling
Do i listen to my heart
the one that feels
or do i listen to my thoughts and hope this pain heals

My feelings tell me to stay
to stay and see
if the truth becomes
of what you're telling me
Do i sit and wait
do i wait to see
to find out how
you'll act with me
Do i hope and pray
do i pray to cope
to cope with the fact
that my heart's being broke
How do i do this
what do i do
point the direction
a single word or two
Show me the way
give me a sign
my heart's now in pain
with a very large fine

My thoughts tell me to go
to go and to run
to run from the game
of hearts having fun
Get away from the game
get away from it fast
for surely you'll find
your hearts broke at last
Shattered to pieces
pieces like glass
the mending hurts much more
than the original blast
For then you'll be stuck
with memories - bitter sweet -
of the love that your heart
wanted to keep
Get out of this maze
get out of this puzzle
hurry and ***** out
that love with a muzzle

The muzzle won't work
the loves grown too fast
how do i put
this love in my past
Did i lose the directions
did i miss a street
what went wrong
for now ive been beat
This game has got me
this game has won
my heart's finally broken
no longer 'tis one

I don't know what to write tonight,
for within me there's barely any fight.
The Pain within me just doesn't sit right,
Nor does it know when its time to take flight.
In someway couldn't you at least get ahold of me, just to explain why it is this way ya see.

I'll keep to my own heart's lovely memory worries

But this other time we had the funnest day I've ever had....
We just laid in bed all morning n laughed n laughed n laughed, the timing wasn't bad

In our death pictures, he died in his sleep...
While i was a ****** murdered massicure's last breath out
There was no death though you see.
They were just pictures we had of each other about.

And as my heart's still breaking I can't barely remember his noises or how his beautiful body moves
All of his soul was mesmerizing to me N now all I see are dark skies with black seas

And God: "If Heaven is not real, I know I will feel complete hate at the moment of my death,
For only in heaven will I get to relive my precious memories
For I'll get no new ones from now til no breath.

Well Leviticus is a good guy and I just don't understand about all of this
Oh I was so forcefully struck into my head spinning never knowing of any bliss

I find it crap ****** that he wholeheartedly shoved me into a bleeding heart of a ****** up spot
That while I'm completely still missing him I'm now knowing I can't allow the missing of him alot

Cuz back in the day of an oh so long ago past, in the days he shredded our besrfriend map
Him surely thinking that I'd hate him for breaking our love, sealing me in a bitter hateful wrap

AND WHILE I'M NOW STILL SO VERY FAR AWAY FROM HIM IN BOTH SPACE AND TIME

NEVER AGAIN WILL I ALLOW MYSELF TO FEEL LIKE MY LOVE FOR HIM IS A CRIME

Never would I allow a bit of such grace returned, absolutely factual without any doubt. For these majestically received gifts, I've way too precioiusally sought out. And in the beautiful convince of GODS vastlike wonderment-never; never allowing this to lack. Upon the ground shaking, crazy like aftermath I'm discovering some strange inner worth at my back. And yet in me... I am again suddenly unaware in the deemed unknown. Yet somehow it seems like I'm drunk stumbling into wrecking feelings of lesser self doubt. For I never have owned any Daphne thoughtfelt feelings of worth to be equaling a price, of any unknown amount.

How to move forward when the bottom falls out
For without the rain we will always feel drout
From him to me and me to him then back again
Why can't I figure in all known factors to rebegin
For I am not stupid, I'm actually quite smart
Yet my equation seems to be bought via dumb cart
I sigh of heavy heart hanging; this nows the known
If only to unravel myself; back up n be regrown