A door left open
Might only be an invite...
Tons of things unsaid,
Wonderful things and worst things...
Colour runs fast when it's not sealed right.
Night blinds the eye from things that were once...
A beautiful girl
Doesn't mean that she will make...
I don't usually pray.
But tonight, the hospital was crowded...
The nights seem so long
a clock on the wall is moving slow...
If I should lay my head just here to rest
And fill my mind with thoughts of me and you...
Every time I try to sleep
All that I can see is your damn face...
You know I miss how we were
When I think back to the start...
A fascinating foible prominent in me as blood,
which resonates within my head and over time does...
I succumb to the overwhelming shutdown
and my mind begins to slow as I realize...
Standing on top of the mountain
the ocean under my feet...