I've waited years for her
in forgotten stations, amidst...
Whenever a heart
bursts asunder...
Looking for inspiration,
my dormant mind declined...
Look at me
in the eye...
Now i lay me down to sleep
If we perished...
I was on my way home
I'd been told not to go alone...
Boys used to grow up to be respectable men
These days some never really mature...
Confusing chemistry, ironic similarities...
What is all this...
Colors on the canvas flying with life,
a drip of depressed blue sploshing on my foot...
On restless feet she wanders
through the garden of her life...
Tossing, turning,
hard to sleep...
You push and I give, then you take a bit more
It's never enough, your greed makes me sore...