The ground underneath your feet boils because you are mad you are angry you are furious.
Cloudy clouds on the horizon for your furry it will rain.
Your eyes are wide and fists are clenched.
Why are we here again?
May paint not reproduce the solitary place that is your angry mind, the silent anger that is mine.
We battle through words, our bodies help, but our minds are absent.
Here the woods begin.
Your entierre bien is rapped so now you place it under sparkles
Seek kindness not anger.
Stop finding different ways to fall apart for we are both in a debilitating condition.
I am no longer amusing, or a source of happiness.
I’m learning to love, but you aren’t patient.
Are you so lonely now without your anger?
Be something else help rid the nostalgia that takes a hold of my soul.
You know, the voices in my head keep company.
I climb higher for your heat might reach me.
Can I get a moment with your heart and not rage?
Is it even your choice any more, to be angry?
You are far gone into depths of elsewhere a psychotic break, mental collapse, burnout.
Where is your illuminating light of happiness?
I will find it, bring it back to you.
Come back, where are you?
I used to be enough did I mess up, was I wrong?
I know I’m not infallible.
See reality, forget the anxiety.
I will hold your hand, please!
In anger, we lost everything and nothing was found.
Plain hearts in us move on.
We don't want this trouble lets love before we forget how.
I was something you could see. Now I am just a woman to you.
Come back, where are you?
Gone man I miss you.
