I don't wanna die
Without having said every word
And meant them all
Don't wanna have to explain myself
When all my cards are on the table
For everyone who wants to look to see
Don't wanna leave
Without saying my peace
Don't ever wanna see you again
If I'm gonna be deceased
Before my time
I think I deserve this rambling
Because when my mind runs
I can't catch up
No matter how hard I try
How rough I train
My brain always wins
And that's not a bad thing
I'm very rarely bored
But a night like this hasn't come and gone
In a very long time
As I lay in bed
Fighting the swift stabbing of these thoughts
I just broke a sweat
Its all true
My my blood pressures rising

Her hips sway
In tune
With the way
Her hair flows
I told her
"Hop on my motorcycle,"
And it scares me
Because she didn't think twice

She pulls my helmet on
And turns into a thief
Gritty snatcher of hearts
Never knew she could play that part
Never knew her from the start
Never knew she could steal my heart

Riding high on the interstate
Wind whips by
And it's never too late
She assures me
With the voice
Of an angel seeing
God for the first time
Where in another dimension
Where stuck in beautiful suspension

Never had nowhere to go
She gives me purpose
Tells me when I'm going to slow
But she's always been way too fast
Like an animal
I'm not sure if I'll last
But I soak it in like a sponge
Stuck to the dashboard
Having so much fun
Kissing the hellish surface of the Sun
I wonder if I'll ever know if I won
I wonder if I'll ever know if I won

Anger is like a lover,
it fits you like a glove.
You can wrap yourself in it,
Take refuge in it,
Run to it in your moment of need.
It will accept you at your worst and at your best,
It will stay up with you on long nights when you’re scared,
It will wait for you,
It will spend hours hoping you look it’s way,
And when you do, when you run to Anger,
And embrace it,
It will embrace you back,
But it won’t let you go until it’s taken everything it wants from you,
And when Anger decides that it’s had enough of your poor attitude,
And unwillingness to commit,
Anger will leave you,
Burned and
alone.

I cannot breathe.
The air is stuck in my lungs,
As my endless sorrow begins to seethe.
                  Anger.
                          Anger.
                                 Another slice.
                                             Another release.