Love can be a struggle
its hands over your eyes
Running into walls as it laughs while your blind
behind ;
Aching from the line called your spine
feeling my surroundings like a mime i cant find ;
An exit
revitalize my brother like a medic
Taking in wisdom to forget it then regret it
obscene
He let her in a place no one had seen
she ****** up the interior and took some of his green
For now
he shouted all his grievances aloud
In hopes that god would hear em and start clearing up the clouds
the shroud ;
Still remaining over his eyes
her words consist of lies in which his dinner comprised ;
Her eyes were like an ocean which he wish he could swim
wished he could thrive
Inside where many men prolly died
when he tried to test the water they had snapped at his pride..
So it goes
since then he never dared to dip his toes
And strayed away from sirens that had called to those on roads..