my hands are full
and my fingers are breaking
for counting my sins
and all of my flaws.
so i apologize
if couldnt hold myself together.

hey i heard you are doing better
im glad
for you

im not doing better
it's worse


im tired of drawing lines on my arm
running out of time all along

they told me it'd be ok
well what if everyone was wrong

?

do you still need me

you sent me a post
"send this to the person that saved your life, even if they didn't know it"

im glad you're better
im glad i could help

but dear god i'm still falling apart

never ending possibilities
of you, and i;
tearing you apart in pieces,
scattering away your happiness.

Sometimes I crave for a loving heart,
Who has not been touched or torn apart,
But it feels like this world is not meant,
For a soul full of desire compared to art.

how many times
can we part
and still remain whole

Two kids in the yard laugh and play around
But they don't know where they'll end up
It is a conversation they haven't found
On a dark day one will say "hey wassup?"
The other shall reply a resound
"I guess not much"
Then they will talk all night and day
About their greatest dreams
One determined to let go as they decay
The other floating by on schemes
Its on this day that they both determine
That their just each a separate person
So why bother with pointless conversation
They cut each other out for certain
Who are you?
Why don't you ask yourself?
Because asking others never seems to help

Loving you is like burning with desire every second ,
Unable to utter anything .
Your love is so strong yet so quiet .
You can never get over me i know .
We are destined to lead a different life .
And maybe we're destined to feel our love was impossible over and over again .
We both crave each other , but
Refuse to fight for each other .
A love never lived ,
Nor it will die !

People always say
You realize what you had when its gone
Love
But what if love wasn't gone
What if you were apart
What if all it was
Was a piece of your heart
Just something just wanted
But never thought to start

It's this recorder playing in my head
Saying what has happened to your family
You get it too
You'll be torn apart