Most loneliest time in the day Is in silence, as if the devil is lurking in the bay. That still sensation and coldness comes around me, From every direction, gasping for air is my fee. It won’t just let me be Because at this moment it has decided not let me free.
Those eyes of anguish and despair are what I see, Piercing through my heart dropping me to my knees. How could it reach to where I am in, I extend out to the air hoping its a bottle of Gin. World turning and emotions running high That my only escape seems like I should fly.
As you can see through my words as they moist, That I have failed at the grand stage of love, The bird that represented my liberation was the dove, It no longer flies, It no longer glides, For me at the least it seems like it has died.
Through this road of love and failure to sing from within, I must hope that god laid a future with you and I holding each other’s fins, In the end no matter the road my only wish is for you to see that I hold true love to you with an unbreakable code. The acts of not showing respect to the woman of my life have flooded me with the chest pain of my heart imploding. Back to the lab I go alone, hoping at the end of the other side of the door waiting is you, With the access code...