The little things really are lifes greatest gift.
Nothing feels better then basking in the sun,
country music blaring and the smell of frying bacon
being carried by the wind.
Having people that mean the most around
magnifies the feel good ambiance.
I tip my head back and I am lost in a sea of no cares,
suddenly out here nothing matters.
I have found my reality get away and it is wonderful,
a version of Tiffany's that would make Holly jealous.
My shoulders only feel the weight of the sun,
and the only want I have is to put Zac Brown band on the radio.
Out here in the middle of July school seems so far away,
going to work doesn't make me anxious
and I obey only my rules.
The loneliness my love life feels even seems to disappear,
a problem I can’t seem to shake from my mind.
But right now the only burden I have is
the flies that seem to enjoy my bare legs.

I cry minutes after I've said cruel things to you
And hate myself as the text is sent your way
But as it turns out I have to
You love me.
      You shouldn't.
                    I'm bad for you.
                           You know it.
But you continue to say you love me
So, I'm sorry to say
That it is my responsibility to stop you
And don't keep coming back
For I'll push harder and meaner
Until there is no possible way
You could love the beast you've
Turned me into.

Thoughts are infectious and unexpected,
entering the mind first as a seed
slowly growing in the pit of the soul.
Until a word or comment emphasizes it's growth.

The part of the mind that was once so dark
begins to see a flicker of light.
Empty and hollow it starts to glow,
a flame licking the walls of the mind.

A stampede of thoughts begin to race through,
some you're own others given to you.
Your once empty mind becomes dense,
with a herd of ideas gathering at your center.

Whether it was a negative or positive thought
the idea now consumes the mind.
Taking over, and telling you of what exists,
This is your chance.

Be engulfed in the fire and run with the herd
or water the ideas growth and douse the flame?

I want you to give up on me
To release me from your loving death grip
You know I will never give into you,
I will never let you love me

But still you try

You try so hard that it hurts me
For I know how this will end,
and who will be left devastated
I don't want to, but I will break your heart

But still you try

I would love nothing more than to give into you
But I find it painfully hard to do so
For reasons that we have previously discussed
And I've become afraid to let you get close to me

But still you try

And I need you to try to break my walls
But you cannot try forever
There is only so much the heart can take.
And I can see yours is wearing thin

But still you try

I want to succumb to you
And I believe i eventually will,
If your persistence is enough
But your heart is loosing hope in me.

And then you give up