I never stay committed to anything in my life,
but I've made a damn good job...
You have been stealing from me since I can...
and ever since then...
I always thought the past would forever feel worse...
but all it takes is for one person to shake that...
I gaze into the mirror
and I wonder who I am...
I realise my heart may still be tender,
but his bullet can never assault what I have...
The skies above me turn the lights out,
dressing my manic life in its all too familiar...
i’m sorry i’m a cracked wall
i know...
standing near a precipice
too wide, too deep...
Abruptly
like a broken hasp...
I ache
for...
If you want to love me,
you have to first begin to attempt...
We are the lost light,
too used to following the darkness...