opened my heart once after keeping everything in years and years filled to the brim and now i'm spilled, entirely maybe nobody can be fully prepared when the cracks in my heart can no longer bear all of its weight the dam finally breaks and i am the flood that drowns them i am spilled, entirely you see victims of a flood have the choice to leave and i will be left here, still caught in all the debris spilled, entirely
Too you, I was always less Even when I tried my hardest I was breaking from carrying the weight My knees and hands burning from crawling to you. Why is it That even now When my heart is utterly shattered My thoughts betray me By picturing you. But for some unknown reason I still find myself falling for you.
Digging my own grave with only the handle of a shovel That's the level of commitment that I bring But I should tell you one thing That also means I have lost the battle Probably because I could never gain control Up such and such creek with no puddle But that was years ago I've been stuck in the flow For what seems like a couple hundred years or so Combating my own soul Not declaring but taking it personal And I think I just realized I'll have nothing to show No, That's impossible Win or lose I'll present as a broken man
No one's looking for a clock with a erratic tick and a broken tock A polished **** advertised with a tiny sign as a shiny rock Occasionally found screaming at nothing as frustration fills the body and muddies the mind A full breakdown, stuck behind a roadblock, this time one of your own design Trained by history to take every word heard with a pinch of salt Cold and bitter by default, who's at fault? I always thought it'd be easier to answer as an adult But here I stand, more knowledge in one hand, better comprehension in the other And fewer answers than ever, watching compassion wash away with the tears from the eyes of a lover As I try in desperation to prove to her that we're better together Before she goes looking and sees it in another And I'm left to wonder the vastness of forever without my chosen partner That fear there leads to me putting hope in never And yes, I know...that makes it a hopeless endeavor
When I was knocking, the door never opened. The lights were shut off The bell ranged, but the home was emptied. Not a soul I broke in and found a note. It read do not take the tour, of the road of the lonely, its only for the foolish forgotten stories, I climbed Found her by the bedside. Her eyes were holding water. She told me the ending was coming. I arrived, to part ways with amity, but I left vacated. A soulmate’s journey was never said to be this lonely. A soulless feeling. Where is the peace? Where is the freedom? The happiness? The love? I heard the house was demolished. I heard the girl was never forgotten.
I gather up all the tiny shards, pieces of my broken heart. And I hold them oh so lovingly, so they don't further fall apart. I wrap them so very tightly, in what I think is love. And I whisper to them so no one hears,