Today,
I'm resentful of the sun...
When I focus mentally
On everything...
I’m sitting in front of his house
It’s been 6 years from that night...
Your tread of love upon my heart brings light
Though hard you fight to make me feel alright...
If we were a book
We'd start halfway through and be...
Beauty doesn't guarantee all things good
Nor happiness laid on an open plate...
I was going through some old photos in my phone,
Memories past and locked away...
My heart has become a castle
My tears...
There are times
that even though...
How is it I miss a future,
That never came to be...
I felt afraid
the first time I knew...
I still carry his body across the barbwire of this...
carry this cross...