I’m sorry,
For what I did.
Like a scared child
I ran and hid.

I didn’t realize,
The amount of pain,
A human could suffer
All in vain.

Every day I think
What would be different?
What would be the same?
Except the fate is certain
And I’m to blame.

I wanted you
In my life and still do
But you hate me now,
This I know is true.

I can’t complain,
You reap what you sow.
You were a lesson I learned
And from it will grow.

Still, I feel terrible
When nostalgia creeps in
I just wish we could talk,
Share the places we’ve been.

That’s not my place,
Anymore that is,
Because I ****** up.
And chose decedence.

I lost an amazing person,
A companion, a friend.
Someone I will always
Remember in the end.

You deserve happiness,
Or peace at least.
Your heart is so beautiful,
As for me, I’ve ceased.

Dans ton tete
tu vois cauchemars.
Tu essaye d'arrêter il
mais tu es coincee
entre enfer,
et le bonheur.

Wine out of a plastic cup.
Time goes by when you're ****** up.
I'll pour you another shot,
and we can hope to not get caught.
Couple of glasses,
plenty of ***.

The quilt that once
blanketed us in love
now seems to only
engulf me and my ***
in nostalgic sadness.

You make it look so
easy to forget.
You make it look like
it was all a regret.
You said you loved me,
and i know you did,
but from me and your friends,
that feeling you hid.

I love you very dearly,
lust and love as one.
Time has made me see clearly,
that you have always been my sun.

Forgive me for my wrongs,
but praise me for my rights.
So I can sing you this song,
and hold you close tonight.

Long behold the summer days
where you're given the time to waste away.
Daisy chains and cigarette burns;
the things that make us grow and learn.
All summed up into one season
where we be ourselves, despite the treason.

Love is to give,
but not to ask in return.
If this is true
I loved you dearly,
but for you
it just proved
that the one you loved
was yourself.

"Love" digs it's name
into the backseats of cars.
Stained with young ambition,
getting high as mars.

But it goes on,
a cry for excellence.
It wreaks the skill
of common sense.

I've never seen
the moon so bright,
so can I stay
with you tonight?

Look at the nightmare,
do you laugh?
Is it just for the
acceptance of other souls.
Was it like this, all these years?

Ring, Ring
It's your wife.
Dead, is she?
Well procrastination ceases.
Better find a catacomb,
and drag yourself from bed.
Find a new mate, marry again
Life goes on, repeating.

Taste the wine of my soul;
Sweet, aged.
The most ethereal inebriation.

Savor my ****** curves.
Fill yourself with lust.
Drain yourself of stress.

The finest gluttony at work.
Serving up a fresh plate of serotonin,
and a side of testosterone.

Feast on love
garnished with flies,
resting on fine china.

Good enough to eat.

Bruised tissue,
fades away,
but my feelings for you,
they'll always stay.

You took my heart,
with which I feel,
and with it my breath
you also steal.

I trust you now,
with all my soul,
but trust me I know,
I must pay the toll.

Paid in bruised arms,
and bite marks as charms.

Cuts hidden by garters.
Bruises hidden by pearls.
No one can tell what hair you're missing
if you put them in cute little curls.

But it's not a man at stake,
for it was you wielding the blade.
You did give him your heart for his words.
Indeed, what a nice little trade.

So when you're on the edge of your life,
because of a sinister night for two.
Just remember it's all your fault,
and jump when given the cue.

Innocence in a day,
Ignoring the true event,
And what it's really done.
A blood bath for infidels,
A feast for crucifixion.

Gather round!
Let us give thanks
To our daily prosecution.
For we are not one
If not united in faith
Pity to those,
Only against our cause.
May god have mercy
On ours, but not theirs.
Without commitment,
They do not deserve.

A tar stained family gathering.
Barley on the breath of elders.
Red eyes of the young
Starving for knowledge.
Dine together, nevertheless.
Assumptions never spoken
Just choked back,
Discussed with glances.

Bring out the fancy china,
Disguised as styrofoam.
Let gluttony take place.
Consume what you can,
Before someone else does.

A festive encounter
For the loss of sin,
But still it resides
Trenches deep,
Universe wide.
Incognito from the holly
Decorating the liveliness.

Home.
Warm and welcoming,
Like the dawn in the beginning of spring.

You.
Handsome and charming,
Like the prince I was promised.

You are my home.
You are the tattered shack,
With foundations dissolving into sand,
That holds on to protect me from the storm.

You always told me
there was a ratio between pillows
and loneliness.
I guess that's why
I have so many more
now that you're gone.

We stopped picking
lucky cigarettes
when we realized
they couldn't ****
the demons inside.

We can try
to cover them up,
conceal them,
but in our brain
there's nowhere to hide.

They say we choose our battles,
if so this one's lost.
We wage these wars,
without knowing the cost.

I once killed a man
who smelled of smoke,
by holding his hand.

I killed another when I held him dear,
and in the afterlife he's still in fear.

I killed a man, I tore him apart
when I kissed him with promises,
and ripped out his heart.

I killed you too,
the one I didn't choose,
because I was too brainwashed
to see what there was to lose.

I once loved a man who took my heart.
He took my serenity, I was torn apart.

He was like an angel
from the gates of hell,
and now in his presence
the darkness fell.

Then there was light,
and I'm confused what to do,
because if the decision was right
I would be with you.

You kissed me under the trees and stars.
A love with the nature of hot tar.
Sticking to you, stronger than glue.
I wonder if you feel like that too?

I drew my name on the glass of your window
the same time you dug yours in my heart,
If I had known how this would turn out,
I'd only love you from the start.

I touched your nose,
And you kissed my lips.
When you moved away I could see the stars.
Not in the sky, but from your eyes.
Then I realized it was true,
because like the stars,
I'd always be little compared to you.

One shot,
your smile is gone.
Two shots,
your hands are gone.
Three shots,
your face is gone.
Four shots,
your love is gone.
Five shots,
you're gone.