The broken roads of an open mind;
Tragedy rewinds, sorrows are all I find...
I want to get lost
I want to get found...
Pain circles his coffee cup
like the daily weather broadcast...
You turn your back on me
And yet, I am the one who betrayed you...
Isn't love a strange old thing,
so complex to understand...
Disappointment beats inside my heart
as my eyes witness you slowly disappear...
I find myself wasting time
with hope of hearing the words...
My voice became lost
because I was never allowed to speak...
How did it feel knowing you had me
Wrapped around your manicured finger...
The horizon
painted loneliness...
What did
the sky...
Migraines nest their eggs in my eyes and anger...
seed inside the depths of my happiness. Cold...