Is it wrong to feel afraid,
To feel as if your whole world just got turned upside down

Is it wrong to feel as if you fell from heaven
Just to burn alive in the vast pits of hell's fire

Is it wrong to cry blood tears
After you watched everyone you cared about perish

Is it wrong to feel as if you failed them
Because they are no longer here to cherish this victory

Is it wrong to call this a victory
When you lost it all to history

When you moved out I think that's when I first became a vacant lot. When did I start hammering "for sale" signs into my heart? When do I stop? And I'm empty more than half the time but, so what? You get used to waiting around for anyone with furniture to fill you up.

White walls hold secrets
I'm sorry we haven't spoken
I haven't really been sleeping I always wake up choking
I know you won't understand why but this life has been eating me alive
These blank walls hold demons and have left me broken
And now that you know by reading this letter
Nothing will ever keep me from heaven
So please find a way to forgive me
And hold onto my things because that's where you will see me
And I've added my name to the list of forsaken
I've decided to take myself out of the equation
I know you'll be mad and forever sad
But this ship can no longer keep me afloat
White walls hold secrets

And that's all that she wrote

I think to Love may be a curse
To those who grow attached
Instead of reaching heaven
The needy soul is wretched
I think to Love may be a curse
For the Heart becomes disabused
When her heat is unreciprocated
Spurned by her muse

judases a-plenty
pre-eminence of
bling and money
loyalty and love
are mere memes
and fancy quotes
while caring is
learned by rote
'like my selfies'
make egos bloat
each and every
backyard's busy,
shipyards prissy
along winding
river building
boats to float

it's the winter
and my fingertips are cold
my eyes are tired
and my bones feel old

it's getting harder to stay
even though you are here
follow me close
i may disappear

i dream about you
all the time
i dream about you
are you mine?

drinking again
has opened my mind
i forget things
but i won't leave you behind

every sip of alcohol
that i take
burns my throat  
and i start to ache

i dream about you
when i drink
for you, my love,
i will not sink

e.knocks