Maybe some day when i look at you, you'll see the same thing i do. and know that in your eyes my deepest fear lies. waiting to see the sun knowing it will never be done. Your demons sleep so peacefully now, taking your medication answers how. so now it lingers latent and leathal waiting for you to give up.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
....
Literally nothing stays the same
Just look to the clouds and you shall see
Always changing forever moving on again and again
...Life's one worthwhile guarantee
The northbound trains and the foreign cars, the nights spent out back counting
stars dodging trains and blowing in the wind. You said you weren’t afraid to
die and in a word I asked you “why?”. You said “I could go to hell and wouldn’t
care If I’m with you I’ll go anywhere”, but those days are gone, I’ve packed my
bags and I’m moving on. Some day love is gonna find me, it might not be today,
but some day this love is gonna make its way to me. New England falls can
change so fast, the green to red, the trees contrast and summer air gets swept
up in the cold north wind. My last days are spent on the beach. I watch the
waves roll and retreat and write down the words to get them off my chest. Stuff
it in a bottle - hope for the best. I cast it to the sea. “I’m sorry I let
silence get the best of me
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