it's about who you miss
at 2 in the afternoon
when you're busy

not about who you miss
at 2 in the morning
when you're lonely

Be the
ocean wave
that
in her mind
she systematically surfs over and over throughout the day

Be the
ocean wave that
brings her to shore out of breath and
all passionately crazy

Be the
ocean wave that
sweeps her out
into depths
she has never ventured

Be the
ocean wave


that's

always

her
one of a kind

adventure

My feelings have turned to stone
I'd rather say **** it
And live to die alone

Saying I'd never love anymore
As if I have a say
Or ability to shut that door

But I do know that its painful
To let them in
Only to be stabbed by a knife that's dull

Feelings of stone
Won't even date
At this point I'm convinced
Its Fate

I'm falling deep down
To the place where
No ones around
It's just yourself and you

A staring contest of
What the **** do I do
To help me out
Of this repetitious cycle
Of raging self doubt

It's dying while living, just to say you're stronger now.

Life is but a game played by your personal ego.

I used to say
My heart had holes
And
Was bruised and beaten
But
Now I find
Someone else's Demons
Had it eaten

So I just dont have one
Now I know
Why I'm just
Done