Liking the attention but my eyes are not attentive drifting to the floor over chorus that sings "is this what I wanted"? Is this what you wanted ? Quest for questions unanswered and swept under well one day they will get it now I get it it's his vision on how he feels about his new relations as I rest on that pivet I dive into I can't wait for him to wake up and see if I get to see him ...prolly not as he says goodnight I love you I said it first maybe that's the reason why he said then again I love the attention even when he prolly don't mean it..my eyes are not even attentive drifting to the floor and back at the minutes we shared I never said I  liked this I'm loving just to see how I come Out of it .

within my own vicinity
i search for simple serenity
tending to my own tendencies
mending without amenities

sick and twisted remedies
a bitter sweet identity
my slit-wristed entities
the enemies of my memories

We shouldn't be here.

The mirror cracks a thousand times
Into tiny shards of glass
Each one resembles my life
What has gone and whats to pass
Different stories and different times
Glittering in the pieces
Situations of highs and lows
Until the my energy ceases
The largest fragment cuts me
And i'm reminded of a night
When my friends drank to much
Causing us all to fight
A tiny slither of glass
Rolls around in my hands
I think of being younger
And sailing to distant lands
All the debris is cleared
Then thrown into the bin
Amazing how nostalgia works
Whilst plans start to begin

The ******* dog visits again,
Preventing you from sleeping.
Now, it makes you insane,
Knowing you're a thinking thing.

It shows you how much space you have,
Beside the wide bed where you lie.
How cynicism towards love,
Left you high and dry.

You think of your past attempts,
Which failed for they were pretends.
You realize how you're mind is bent,
Confusing signals, it sends.

Now, you see a face in your mind,
Who'll probably just wither and die.
When will you ever find,
Someone, on your shoulder, who shall lie?