Here I lie, resting in my bed
thinking of you, going through my head.
If I were to say the truth
it's, "You are so beautiful, even when you pass your youth."

But here I am, just goofing around,
guiding a ship, only to run aground.
I want to get far in love and life
But all I cause you, is grief and strife.

I'm not the best at expressing my feelings.
And I know it's just part of my careless dealings.
For I wish I could be a better man.
Yet I feel like I am your biggest fan.

Dripping and dropping like a sink,
I start to tear up knowing what you think.
Winding back, to a better time,
when I was innocent, without a crime.

If you could fall for a better person
I wouldn't let your pain become worsen.
For I would love you no matter what
knowing you two adore each other, as you strut.

Arms wide open to be your port
you won't ever be a wreck to me.
For you come in so smooth and majestically
the winds can easily agree.

Don't make friends
          with
The dead

          We see far more than we should
The thirst for life,
Is
          quite overwhelming,
With us
           We are hungry
No sleep for we
Never any solace
          We are,
That we are
Dead things

                  Ever living


Ever thirsting....

                  For you

They looked both ways and chose a road.
The done deal was made,
They took the turn that couldn’t be reversed.

Looking back, they remember the weight;
They had to deal with it, they dealt with it, their own way.
Looking back, they retrace that memory lane,
Remembering the vivid yet the blackness it had obtained.

Thinking there wasn’t something better to do,

But to try and have some fun and just forget for a few.
Not bothering to remember the problems they’d have to face tomorrow;
Though just revel within the moment feeling carefree without the cargo.

But they looked around..
That’s when they see,
That it was then, did they realize,
The nostalgic, the void, that surrounded them like

Islands at seas.

It was then, did realize they were never really complacent at all.
Nothing but an emotion, that never really lasted long.
It was only till then, did they realize, that they got lost into the unknown,
Now they can’t find their way towards the place they called home.

Through it all, the journey continues on.

These past roads have led me here, but many choices are left to make.
Choose wisely the path you take, and just save yourself from another mistake.
Whether you like it or not, you can only accept the mistakes you made
And either learn or run from them.
Though either way,

Life goes on.

.       What can you do, fight being you?
        Who can I be, if I'm not being me?
      Where can I go if I don't belong home
      Where can i turn when I feel so alone.

I cannot confide, I have too much to hide
I cannot push further what's deep down inside, I protect you from me and the troubles I bring I won't weigh you down I won't let you drown.

I will not let you share the worries that I bear, I will not let you see, the cracked doll that is me.