fairest maiden watcher of the skieswhile I wrote this I was so highon that tropical grass that knocks you on your assoh phisher of the skies and creator of alibisgive me a simile to communicate the feelings I need to say.  It’s the mushroom tea, the pint of lean, and all this ****, that keeps recalling the collective unconscious of my childhood memoriesand it makes me see the path in front of me and the relationships that made me what I am. A man that can’t be soberdue to the decisions I’ve made latelyits plain to see that this ecstasy has made me quite stupid.its like a mountain breeze that moves through youlike the good vibrations humans create while love makingyou waltz across my mindo’ keeper of timeascending towards the stratosphere you glidegently back to earth to find a pipe loaded just right packed fat and wide as SPM’s chromed our spinnersplatinum grill and plasma screens fallin’ I dream for serendipity to overcome me while im covered in your ecstasy

Talking to you gave me strength
Strength to face anything
Talking to you brought me happiness
I was always in a good mood
Nothing seemed to stress me at all
Coz we'd talk it out and you'd make me feel lighter.
Talking to you everyday made days look like seconds.
I don't know where the chain broke
I'd fix it
Tell me what to do and I'll do it
It just ended
We are now strangers
I long to talk to youlike before
But you seeem distant.
Like it was all a lie
Or ....
Or ..
Was it just a moment to pass
Are you tired of this hopeless romantic nagging person
Trying to pull you back
Trying to fix us
Has taken everything from me
My pride, dignity, self worth, ego,strength, happiness
Maybe it's time
I'm not ready yet, so just board
I'll take the next train-
If I ever get ready on time.