Help me. 

I've fallen madly in love with 
A woman that lives 300 miles away 
And I've only met her once. 

She is the one woman that 
I compare everyone else to, 
But I can't find happiness 
Without her. 

I've fallen madly in love with 
A beautiful woman that somehow 
Makes me smile, 
And I can't tell if I've forgotten 
Or if I lost the secret to 
Making her smile. 

Help, please.

There really is
Something about
A 4am drive.

Its something special.

A camaraderie between you
And those select few
That either want
Or need
To be on the road
At this ungodly hour.

Fortunately
My decision is choice
And I relish these empty streets.

Alone with my thoughts
That's all I ask for these days.

"I loved you once",
He said out loud,
As though she could hear him.

Unfortunately, though
She was a thousand miles away
At all times.
Eventually those miles turned
To light years
With neither knowing what happened.

Years later, she found herself
Thinking about him.
"I loved him once"
Was all she thought
As life went on.

A memory in the wind.
Fleeting.

I want to show you my scars
Not for you to pity me
But so you'll understand.

I'll show you the ones of my arms
From fights.
On my chest
For the heartbreaks.
On my back
For my misdeeds.

I want to show you my scars
So you'll understand.
So you will see what I've seen.
Tell you my stories.

The fights that I've had
Have made me stronger.
The heartbreaks I've endured
Have made me smarter.
The misdeeds I've made
Have made me vicious.

Let me show you my scars,
Run your fingers over them.
Listen to my stories
And feel how I've lived
Up to this point.
Can you endure as I have?
Would you accept my challenge?

The more I think about it, the more I realize, the only important things in life are ***, drugs and rock 'n roll. Here's why; *** is pro-life, its why we live and is for all intents and purposes beneficial to life. Drugs represent the alternative; pro-death aspects of life we use to slowly **** ourselves. But rock 'n roll? That's just trying to understand each of the two and finding a balance.

This storm
Reminds me of how
Precarious
My mood is these days

It starts violently
To alleviate itself within
An hour
And mask itself
Behind light clouds
And sunshine

Then
Out of no where
BOOM
It comes back to haunt us
Once more

No reason why
No reason how
But there is chaos

Like the bowels
Of my mind
Seething
And churning
With things unsaid
But there's a voice
Deep in the recesses
That says
"You brought this on yourself."

Its always interesting
To see how fast things
Fall apart.

One day
One of your best friends
Is talking with you
Conversation as usual.

The next
She's acting odd
Noticeable even
And that's where she stops talking.

Hours left wondering
What the hell happened
And
How can I make her smile
Again?

In an instant
It was different.