Love
Is
Too
Beautiful
A
Thing
To
Ever
Be
Denied

Hello me
it's me again
I get the feeling
I can't come in

it's been months now
on the outside
and I don't have a soul
to confide

Confusing as such
try my world much
the TV talks

yes to me
there are things Im sure
others just don't see

and suicide cheers
outside jeers
it would be sadder had I succeeded
lord if they knew the world that proceeded




Hello me,
its me again
I'd like help getting back outside
see I'm locked in

a place others fail to see
when they smile and look at me
Wait no, covering is getting harder
reality is getting farther

mixed in the madness is truth I know
but how do you tell them what is and ain't so

I think the truth finds me
my job isn't to make others see

Why is beauty hidden in lies
Why does my mind stay jailed while my soul flies

I used to flip through my pages
        Scanning
There were some interesting points
  Some high, some low, some kind of just sitting in-between after the good and the bad cancelled each other out, but mostly I
       Skimmed by,

         Until I met you,

                 You can't be summed up, there's too much to you, you're too rich, too deep
Too interesting to be confined to a few measly paragraphs and sped-read through

     You deserve attention, you deserve time,

       And the more I've gotten to know you, the more I realize you're the entire book, the entire story in beautiful, vivid detail.

                *I'm going to take my time getting to the end of you, and I dog-eared the page where you entered my heart, so that if I ever forget how it feels to fall for you, I can go back to the start

in love

Sometimes
You get hurt

Sometimes
You get caught

But either way

It never turns out
Like you *thought

Seems like
I'm stuck
Between
Insanity
And
         My
                         Last
                                              *Breath

Your love hanged me high
       And watched me sway
              A puppet with a master placed in a play
    *What if you go
      What if you stay?
         What does it matter to you anyway?
                          It's all written down and the stage is set
     The drama ensues and my lines are said
    As I choke
                 You pulled the string tight and cut all my ties but your rope never broke and those puppy dog eyes made me forget

             You feel so real this must be free will
              Your hand on mine is no more a guide than a dot is a line fingers long and divine purchase grip on my spine and I really start to shine a star with a mind all its own
    Super nova behind my closed eyes
     Your love is asphyxiation and gets me so high I can't breathe without it
               I'll never kick the habit
                    **I'm addicted to an addict