Submerged.  Your scent lingers and Makes the dreams heavy. my eyes fight, and the mind folds. You bring the winds you bring the rain. The circles never yielding. Let's end the war that's been raging. The unfaithful we have paid past the due of the cautionary tale we wandered. Wasted faith on the lost. You never failed, something unbroken to hold. I dream of hope, Unspoken. The hope, lies hidden in the truths we never utter.

You let the smoke surround you and the alcohol slide right through you. The demons fight for what's left to stand alone. The battle rages and you lose all sense. deteriorating,wasting. Dream of goodbyes, and spit on the faith. Hope brings the weak, and hate brings the hopeless. The death of a loved one and the retreat of the balance we keep. Words spill out of your mouth like *****, nothing but untruths and deceit.

The shades of purple, 
develop the words, 
Running wild into the night, 
The empty sky line,
The drifting haze of days,
Dreams become strangers, 
Empty throats can't speak, 
Barbies become real life,
black hole enveloping the truths that break through, 
We see in shades,
The shades of purple, 
You play the villain in my dreams, 
And I the victim, 
Endlessly we chase,

We are born of sacrifice,
The blood and sweat of ignorance,
We lose our minds in endless dreams,
And dream beneath restless things,
Raise hopes to endless days,
Plague our minds of senseless things,
And crave everything we can't have,

The entitlement to peoples own,
I wanna hold,
And squeeze, 
And watch you breathe, 
Im craving you, 
A kiss left untouched, 
I'm needing you, 
I'm not to be used, 
I'll wait my due, 
and maybe it's past,

Hate complete,
Words can't stress enough,
The depth I want to destroy,
I want to end this pathetic cat and mouse game, 
You want and use my body,
I wanna abuse your mind,
And watch you dissolve,
In the recesses of my imagination,
Your a ghoul,
And you love to steal the soul,

The bitter taste of alcohol,
 You dismiss me,
And I want to rage,
You make me want to scream,
The brush of warm finger tips in the morning,
And the reek of cigarites,
A hollow good bye,
And a misplaced hello,
Till the night roams again,
We linger over deeds past,