I used to... doubt.
But all you do is real before me...

She was an open book -
always sad, always waiting...

You masochistic
bastard. You reel me in with...

Anxiety is when
sirens lock me...

You bless the Earth with your soul,
gracing the lost wonders polluted...

I felt your death and
rebirth on a Tuesday...

I drink and drink
and drink...

I want to be found
in you...

"We sometimes think God could
never forgive us...

.
my steps - rock n' roll...

I tattoo you from the light; I pray for you into
the night. There is danger in this -- my bedside...

I
offered the only words I prayed over every day...