Your voice is my alarm clock
Your scent like salts to bring me back
To another day of conflict,
As I brace for your attack.

The guns are blazing in this fight
It's high noon in this Wild West
But before I have time to load,
You've fired two into my chest.

Trust was lost with innocence,
But you still will play this game.
Only, you can turn it off,
I wish I could do the same.

I finally find a moment of peace,
But you decide that you want more.
I emptied the bench hours ago,
While you just run up the score.

And after all the struggle,
I collapse and close my eyes
On pillows of broken promises,
Blankets quilted out of lies.

I've made this bed I rest in,
Toss and turn throughout the night,
A greater foe, this time myself
As I relive every fight.

If the person you love
Is truly
Holding you up
Then there's no way
You could fall
For someone else

The night comes again
I watch as the sun disappears on the horizon
As thoughts blow up in my mind
I realize that your words make as much sense to me, as they do to you
And every minute I sink.
I sink further into this fantasy.
Where Truth is stranger than fiction,
Maybe dreams mean more than reality.
I no longer know:
All I know is the longing, the angst.
The feeling that as much as I have fallen
There is still so much more
With you, I discover new depths
I learn things I can't understand.
But I know, in one way or another.
The end is near
It is always so near
I reach out,
Clasp it in my hands,
Know it in my heart
Then, it scurries away.
And through it, I hear a voice
Is it yours, or is it mine?
Neither of us knows
It's the river, it's the wind, it's the leaves, it's the tree, it's your heart, it's mine.
Reality is a figment of imagination
The breath is what makes it real.
Madness, is sinking to the bottom
And going further.
Further is where I go
Further is where we go.
We lead each other there,
Without knowing who's ahead.
Sleep well, my dear, sleep tight
The dream is as real as we are
And dreams of you, I shall have

Lonely
In the corner
Staring into an abyss
       of pointless options
And all the edges
       in the world
Aren't sharp enough
       to cut through
The concrete wall
       surrounding her heart

Cold**
In a crowded room
Searching for an empathetic face
She sees the smiles
        filling the empty space
And it seems
        that no amount of joy
Is real enough
        to take the fears place