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I’m walking with the dead and falling behind.
I lag in their wake as my heart weighs me down with those moments you will always know.
Hiding i..
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I lean back to take the deepest breath as I feel my life drip from my soul.There is nothing that aches deeper than your empty smile on a rainy day.My ..
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I need to go back...back to when I knew what these sounds meant and understand why I walked this path so crookedly.Hear the crickets and morning doves..
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shallow and empty my grave is littered with decaying heartsI don't know how to mourn let alone have any closure, but I do know that the tearing inside..
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I keep the hours tucked under my tongue.Tight lips, hoping they will never come undone.I keep the silence draped around me as a cloak.Hiding beneath, ..
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She abandoned us years ago and yet this wound is still so fresh.
So we dance to the humming of the past.
So we sing to the melody of our pain.
T..
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handles, locks, hinges and frames...they all do the same.creases. folds, cracks and more...why is it that we allow these things to keep us from each o..
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aromatic flowers lingering as the stiffness of your stare is as it were...before, after, nownothing lies behind those eyes...maybe just maybe the cons..
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I just want to be real, feel real.
I want to not cringe at the sound of the cold, rusted iron as the wheels bearing a thousand tons comes crushing do..
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It is in the knowing we tend to forget where we have been and how we became.It is in the moments that define us that we fail to see that our destructi..
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