The dead space between our hearts
is the distance between you and I...
Upon a road of uncrossed tears
fighting infections of endless words...
birds create mirrored
harmonious melodies...
It's quiet
It's peaceful...
So the sun’s not coming for me
I didn’t expect it to...
Trapped alone inside my head
Thinking of things I should have said...
Once again, I find myself here,
hating the reflection in the mirror...
She was never one for churches;
the incense smells, clanging bells...
I can always use positive feed back and advice on...
Something blocks my potential I know I have had...
When the doorbell rang this morning,
and I didn't hear you barking...
If I could I'd steal your final breath
Watch you just lay there and die...
Yielding to everything you see, I begin
Oozing hatred and condemnation...