Born to Die

Born to Die

Memories that are with me wherever I go, haunt my every decision.

To love one is to love another, or so I’ve been told.

Ignorance is such a blissful idea, I should have taken up on it.

The heart only wants what it has touched…

Or who has touched it.

A moment, a blur of a smile comes to mind.

Laughter ringing in my ears, but it’s all in the past.

One’s laughter mixes with the other’s and confusion strikes again.

That gangster vibe created music for my life,

stolen time, yours and mine.

But life has a way of taking control...regrounding you to your roots.

Experimentation is a hard myth to discover isn’t real.

Losing both of my paths is a daunting reality that seems to be coming true.

Romeo and Juliet died so soon because love is a fleeting thing,

Loyalty is a whole other story.

“Til Death Do us Part” is a grand notion,

But what sort of death?

Love dies so easily..

My dreams are scattered; not comprehensible.

Will my mind ever stop talking to me?

What is it that my heart really wants from this life?

First kisses are what ruin us girls.

As lips touch, lives cross paths,

But sometimes there are dead ends.

I was led to one of those,

But I kept walking anyway.

I ended up in depression’s realm of lost freedom.

I’m not sure if I’ll ever find my way back.

I keep falling with no end.

Purpose unknown.

Maybe, I was simply made to purge...

Over and over again.

A thousand deaths.

Born to die.