Do your best
Do your worst
Sate my hunger
Quench my thirst.
Do it now
but take your time
sip me slowly
blow my mind.
Make me *****,
fill me up
overflow my devils cup,
leave me breathless
leave me raw
leave me always,
wanting more.

Flanders fields evoke memories of the first war battles of Ypres and Paschendale where so many thousands gave their lives

Poppies grow on Flanders fields
Poppies deepest red
On those ****** battle fields
Where so much young blood was shed
Poppies,  poppies nurtured by the blood of boys
Poppies deep blood red
Thousands lift their heads towards the sky
Perhaps to glorify those boys who died
The poppy has four petals
One petal for every boy who died on those blood soaked fields
Petals red and whole nations grieved
And mourned the loss
Of youths not yet fully bloomed

I want to be your
favorite song
on the B-side
of and old record.

                And I want to
    inspire you
to tap your feet.

                  The same way you
make my heart thump
         in an off-tempo beat.

seems like
the
best
idea.

I'm not
going
anywhere,
and I'm
a fool
for
trying
every
****
day.

I'm the dust caught in the wind
Another raindrop upon your skin.
All the words that you couldn't say,
Another scar that I can't erase.
It's not the same, no, it's nothing like the past,
I can't help myself from always looking back.
I wanna live again in those better days,
I swear I can't stand how time makes everything change.

I guess this is to the past,
I guess this is to growing up,
Those were the best summers I ever had,
Now it feels like it's closing the door on us.
Where will you be when I need you "now"?
how will you be able to hear me call your name?
Can't you feel me reaching out?
I'll do anything to make you stay.

I could have really used a shoulder to lean on;
Even though I was at home,
I still managed to feel completely alone.
And as I lied there, with thoughts about suicide and everything I've done wrong racing through my brain,
I never once bothered to make a call.

Now I'm not entirely certain as to why I never reached out to anyone when I needed someone the most.
I'm just starting to believe that maybe no one would had even cared,
        at all.