We are ruled by permissions
that we accept -but fail to read.
These apps may be free.
But we are no longer.
Control comes in many forms.
How do you control your life?

You've poisoned your blood.
I'll stab myself for love.

We've had our share
of false endings.
But somehow, this feels so real.

Verona's in our hearts
although we're worlds apart.

We're giving up on life, not love

Two young souls lost to eternity
Destiny can be cruel sometimes.
-But not near as cruel as family.

Goodbye

I lost myself When I lost you, you never knew the things I'd do.

I turned to you when things turned bad - yet, time wont change the times we've had.

Ask around, I think you'll see. The death of you, was the death of me.

I think you'll find, I found myself - Tucked away upon your shelf.
Collecting dust - collecting tears, you've been away for all these years.

You my friend
were the life of the party.
A Sherlock - to my Moriarty.

And so you lay - head under stone, and left me here all alone.
With all these sins I can't atone.

Time and tears caught
up to me at last
- ill not escape.
This Christmas past.

I never feel I'm
getting through to you.
You just nod your head,
dismissing my points of view on the situation at hand.

This wall you built to protect your heart, won't keep me out forever.
I slowly chip away at it
- tear it down,  
brick
          by
               brick.

Then one day, you let me in,  
and new walls have been built.
Brick
         by
             brick.

Now we have a home.
Soon, we will have a child.
And again,
it will feel like talking to a brick wall.

I am but a man,
left standing in his shoes.
In the corner of my local
- drinking away my blues.

My woman asked a question.
- Then promptly threw me out.
I've yet to find the answer
- at the bottom of this stout.

So she's packing up her things,
moving back to Venice.
While I contemplate
- another pint of guinness.

High above this world
perched-perilous on this ledge.
I search for prey - I wait and pray.
For something under hedge.

They flit and scurry.
Dash and hurry.
Some will make mistakes.
On this I wait - a limping gait.
A moments all it takes.

I dive - I drive.
None will survive,
And some won't even care.
No one has a will-like mine.
I go where eagles dare.

You are a wicked woman.
You have the gorgons stare.

You turn my soul to stone,
with every hateful glare.

Every hybrid moment.
In every waking day.

You always try to prevent.
Reasons
for me to stay.