I’m slipping slowly down the drain. The night is dark And the face in my reflection, doesn’t look at me the same. Cold disdain; no recollection of the last time I heard my name, Spoken with grace. My faith is misplaced. Not even a narrow escape through these castle gates would find me saved. Only open plains await; with pain pouring down like acid rain. These fields, Will never flower. Just rest my head on a feathered bed, As the world drowns around and drags me down beneath its depths. Sand and shells in this silent hell. Darkness rings her dinner bell, As sunken souls grab their hold, stripping my youth. Used, abused, weathered, and confused; they never taught me the rules Of how to save you From you.
Watch a night With memories like stones in my stomach Flashing lights Of a police car as I leave Stars dimmed By ink-soaked clouds You're different Than before Better Confusion Sinking into my brain Is it you? Or someone Greater? Infinite impossibilities Stretch across my head Blood Drips across my lips From biting too hard Miles to go Before I get home
wrote this last night. why do you keep coming back in my life when you don't even want to
in the rain i walk with you an orange stained sky cloudy and dusty with nothing but grey ahead of us rain soaks my clothes my hair my heart yet i'm warm and covered with the misty, heavy rain. and you laugh and stick out your tongue and i do and the sky does and i walk home with you in the rain.
just walked in the rain, now i'm soaked but warm. hot-cocoa and Gilmore Girls for me.