Nobody dies of a broken heart!
That is what everyone says.
Time heals all scars!
That is what everyone says.
The pain dims, the memories fade
New and important things happen
People move on, make a fresh start
That is what everyone says.
Tell you what, I make a fresh start every Single day!
A resolution, not to look back
Not to care, not to feel, not to hear.
And yes, I succeed.


Sometimes.

I'm so alone now in this shelter as a cocoon
Empty and unholy
Insecure and maybe moody
I'm so unafraid now I've turned my guilt into a blaze
As I rage against the enemies I create
Its the path of freedom in this miserable escape towards happiness

I wasn't particular about the things that I expected from you
Just obvious with the what and when and where and how but never with the why
I knew the secret rules of boundaries and respect
Silence is a way to watch it all or twist it all, or hide it all
Silence was the one time you fell apart when all the other times you weren't too far from Hercules
I am angry with you, patient with you
I can't lose sleep over it
I'll just cry in terror
You can just sit there careless
I guess its times like these when you realize the things you want
And the things you don't

I'm unhappy
At this  very instant
But even most days I can muscle up the energy
I can focus on whats right and whats now and what can be
You can sit there drown in your solitude
because if you can't let it out and you won't let me in
Eventually the guilt from your kisses will be swallowed in acid
And the reaction of which will eat you alive

My love,
You were the
Light in my life,
The reason to
Awake
Each and every
Morning.
Seeing you, no doubt,
Had it's rewards,
And no
Downfalls.
You gave me life,
And helped me live it.
You breathed life into me,
Each and every moment
Of each and every day.
Your oxygen;
You;
Gave me a reason to be here.
But you never came to
My rescue
In my time of need.
I needed you most,
And you didn't bother to
Listen.
You left me,
And left me wondering,
Why?
But that is the, why,
I'll never know
The answer to.
I'll grow old,
Telling my grand kids
The story,
And they'll ask me why,
But that is the, why,
I'll never know
The answer to.

**** I've got writers block, but -
Oh no! It's gone...
**** I've got writers block, I -
Oh no it's gone...
**** I've got writers block, still -
Oh no it's gone...
**** I've got writers block, manage -
Oh no it's gone...
**** I've got writers block, to -
Oh no it's gone!...
**** I've got writers block, write, write -
Oh no it's gone...
**** I've got writers block, something -
Oh no it's gone...
**** I've got writers block, hypocritically -
Oh **** it's done!

but a kiss would taste,
sweet lips and loving touches...
A kiss was refused

fire burns in love
the wicker dances with heat
till embers fall cold.