Another glass to fill the void,
The pair cavort and make more noise.

In the picture I stood with this brash man,
he thought he was part of my story
but he was merely part of my plan.

He boasted of his profligate ways
and his tenacious stance was enough to run away.
I told him to cease the pablum jumping from his lips,
he told me he would,
if I would give him one more kiss.

But one was enough
and even that was the mistake,
a fool I was but these decisions we do make.

We drank and spoke so I could forget the past
the acrimony within me, it couldn't last.
His affectation did not pass me by,
But I let him be garrulous as I looked in his eye,
besides what was the harm,
I was only trying to pass time,
desperately trying to move forward
as I couldn't rewind.

A glass broke as we spoke
An augury? I hope not,
I've had it all,
I've had my lot.

How to be a human
how easy it must be
to walk and talk,
to have eyes and see!

But what you don't consider,
are the emotions it brings,
our feelings are diverse
like summer and spring.

What we must encompass
in this vast human world
a strength deep within
while our stories unfurl.

Sometimes it's so hard to be strong
haven't seen you for so long
Sometimes I can't even ******* breathe
forced to beat my chest for some relief
Sometimes I can't hold back my tears
crying on the train
sorrowful thoughts driving me insane
Sometimes crying when I see the brightest star in the sky
so sure that it is you
so far yet nearby
Sometimes I can't lie about how I feel anymore
the hurt is still so so raw
Sometimes I think someday I'll be okay
but the pain of missing you hurts more and more
everyday

Everybody wept
                       then we swept up the mess

honestly what did it mean
whatever it was
it was so obscene
girl get your head out those ******* books
maybe then your words won't get mistook
im sorry
i left
you left me bereft
whatever i did
it was all for the best
and whatever was left
well that was for the rest

i thought of you late last night
at night
at night
when my brain goes into overdrive
How contrite you were when i said my final goodbye
our love
our love
you let it die

The nights will get darker
and we will be surrounded by a black sky.
The chill in the air
will bring a tear to your eye.

And how they longed for the return of the summertime
utterly convinced that it was an epoch of sublime.

Surreptitiously the sombre sky was of no burden to me
for I understood that yin and yang would last for eternity.

We must experience dark
to truly cherish the light
so please don't be afraid
on these bleak winter nights.