love is a form of art expressed
through little words with no regrets
the greatest love that ever lived
thats graced the world, thats seized my lips.
will it ever stop
this person in my head
to control my actions
to make me dead.
stomach filled with rocks
that i shouldnt be feeling
but i cant help my feelings
i'll still keep eating
i stopped writing about love
when i stopped receiving
when all i saw and felt
were lies and deceiving
for me to abide
is keeping silent
a kind of crime
the soft sound of water and ground
the sudden flash of lightning all around.
the heat that escapes my every breath
its almost rain, but not quite yet.
i wish they'd let me keep my silence
in times all i ever want is void
to be at peace and build a fence
but some things i just cant avoid