Mud on the doormat,
wind rushing...
I told her it's like going through a breakup, or...
It's not so much that I miss him, or the way I...
Give me: Chase
Chase me, my love, with passion and zeal...
I feel as depressed
as a skateboarding ramp...
To the park, I saunter,
on a crisp autumn dawn...
These walls I've built up,
Well, they're not so strong...
I am happier now that you are gone
I am not constantly on edge...
I journey beyond
the edges of sound...
it's not enough to write about the loneliness...
or conjure metaphors that will be accurate enough...
In a realm where dreams dance in light's embrace,
Desiree dwelled with an enchanting grace...
Before the stifling winds reach
the nape of my neck...
A silent dance
behind the eyes...