Not able to breath, to much confusion,
My chest begins to heave, I see an illusion...
I think about it still
even though its been years...
With every passing day that passed by,
I never knew you...
Everyone wants the magic
we all want a spice of magic...
There is never a moment
that you will be able to...
Sometimes I wonder,
why I am stuck in such a slumber...
I tasted poor this evening when I reluctantly
chose pinto beans for dinner and reminded...
A glimpse in the mirror,
I'm lost in a reflection of what I'm not...
My time
It's leaking from within me...
Hiding behind your misleading masks
you feel secure with anonymity, brave...
I cannot carry on like this,
not knowing if I will survive the pain another...
Early morning yawns and stretches her arms,
groaning as the realization of a new day dawns on...