Will I speak to you again?
Should I choose to suffer again...

Massive bruises
And torn open wounds...

Am I too different for your taste.
To strange for you to comprehend...

Would you like my roses at your feet?
Winter is coming will my heart it ---freeze...

The adrenalin is surging
You know not what to do...

Blindly spoken words have no meaning to me,
You might as well be blabbering on, thoughtlessly...

I told you, how I feel
Attempting to make the precious moments we spend...

My flower so bright I shall think of you always.
Even in distant places...

Do you know?
you are omniscient...

What can I do to subdue my emotions?
Or, should I follow my heart...

Frustration
Every day we feel frustration...

You are so negative towards me
I return to you...