All that I seek is somewhere
Somewhere is all that I seek

There's someone in my bed,
the image is blurry, so i can't quite tell
i'm leaning over hoping to get a smell, Ooh!
the Moet and lavender is strong
The drums inside my head, so loud,
Where was i last night? Did i do wrong?
the draft creeping between my legs through my sheets
reached out my hands felt i had nothing on beneath.
Oh my! my manhood feels sore and my back burns like i fell in cactus's
the uncertainty of my situation was becoming more clear
but never before my bed was something i share.

feeling uneasy and strange
lying in bed with someone but can't remember their name
or who it is.
ciphering through my memories.
Ah! then it clicked, I remembered why they were still here
I sought my billfold, paid my dues
Then.
The someone disappeared.

If I had died to save you, would you care?
If I wanted the last drop of your love, would you share?
Had I offered a day in my shoe, would you wear?
Let's say I returned the pain you gave, could your bare?

Have you ever cried so hard and not shed a tear?
Shivering in the warmth of my sheets because you're not here.
Suffocating together but would rather die with you near,
Now we no longer talk and it grinds my gear,
Because you PROMISED that no matter what, you'd always be there.

Isn't it tragic how the life we dreamt about isn't there,
No goosebumps, no blushing, not even a dull spark in the air.
Our love seems shattered, stained and beyond repair,
Didn't see it coming, I loved blindly, unaware.

I gave my soul for you in hope that my heart, you'd spare,
Now you got me kneeling, religiously running to GOD in prayer.
Praying that, some day soon, this pain just disappears
So that I can be happy, at peace and love again, without fear.

As the air flowed through the room, emotions filled each crevice, the color stained walls seemed gray, shadows of sorrow grew where the lights died, the distinct and loud sound of her inner drums drowned the silence which was slowly creeping out.
This was the moment;
Her pain was felt.

“ nothing that last forever is real, real always grows sick, withers and die some day”

Some days, we pretend to be someone else hoping that maybe its the right person to be for everyone else.

Other days being yourself isn't consistent in giving off the vibe that you once felt.

Really I'm outspoken with thoughts that could make you melt, but

Restraint is sometimes better than playing the cards that we've been dealt.

You have been good to me in ways that I've overlooked, so now I'm fishing for forgiveness, with the first letters as my hook.