this is kind of old.
Untitled Blindside me with your cruel energy Take my breath away and give it to the stars Is there more then this? Show me. Prove to me that the world is ours Seize me from within myself, pull me Away from the looking glass Rip open my chest and count my ribs Wave to our Fate as is comes to pass Don’t ever falter-no wrong turns-you are my feet You are my rock, be an avalanche Lick your lips as...
A Few Tears
It’s only when the wind lifts my hair in a certain way and I remember the feeling of your hand on my neck, a few tears slide down my face. Sometimes when I find myself alone and looking out at the world with clear eyes seeing what you can never look upon again, I am suddenly aware my cheeks are wet. Occasionally the reality, the cruel unforgiving inexplicable reality of it all will hit me...