i spend sober days hating you,

just to love you at night.

what have i done,

but a million things that weren't me?

a million things replacing sleep.

a family felt far away,

their breathing down the street.

if i had my way,

i wouldn't be writing this.

no addiction will keep me here.

just pain,

a crass curiosity,

of what I could leave behind.

she spoke on the shore,

and i heard nothing,

but an ocean roar,

forever asking more.

a breath in the winter,

that summer would never let you say.

but tell me you love me,

and I'll be okay.

warm tears on a winter day,

certain seasons i can never forget,

but i won't forget May.

carry me, june,

far too scared to see you,

so let me be, i look to the moon.

let me love me,

and I'll let you love you.

the sun scratches your back,

the moon cools your face.

here i am,

in a sea of doubt,

you are all i have learned,

to live with out.

a lover's pledge,

that we pretend not to doubt.

quiet words we can't quite shout,

but it makes our hearts loud.

what is love,

but another broken crown?

words will never mend,

the things i lost,

the love i give.

addictions, how i give in.

shaking makes me less of a man.

can you see the white flag?

do you hang it on your wall?

does that make me someone after all?

my baby loves the moon,

eyes drowned in white,

while she slowly swoons.

i still hold it in my room.

my lover used to sing in tune.

chipping at her soft cocoon.

held her in the highest noon,

carried to the ground too soon.

widowed, once i played a fool.

ran her right down the spool.

loss is learning something new,

but nothing beats an 'i love you'

your hands were spades,

to dig my soul.

and what i saw,

i'll never know.

some company, while i grow old?

heavy love to make me fold?

neither,

just an empty hole.