The unmistakable song of crickets
drowns out her petty weeps...
Through the silence
i heard my own heart breaking...
When the men working at the construction site
suddenly over take your head...
When every inch of your body aches
yet your head is content with the constant...
If the lightness of the clouds could somehow find...
Sometimes i wish my heart was detachable
so that every time i got to close i could quickly...
Blue venom seeps through my veins
and its taking over me again...
We could live a lie
a life of denial...
The wind begins to pick up its pace
and chases away the warmth of the summer rays...
Shes constantly running into a blank wall
things will be different, she promises, not only...
Shes no longer confused, or unsure.
she knows the truth yet would rather be lost in...
Reminiscing she realizes she shares a love/hate...
looking back on the past brings expected laughter...