I never meant to cut that deep
I was not ready...

~ I have picked my poison
Now I'm choking for air...

Oh dear,
Another whole year...

At what point are words pointless?
Is it when the words have been dulled down from...

You were the batteries to my clock.
Since you have been gone my time has stopped. I...

Woe, is me...
This is not how I was meant to be...

I would like to say... If time machines existed
I would have to be a very selfish fuk...

Sitting in this room alone,
Running though my head...

My memories are alive.
Living more than me...

He is my sunshine & the other my moon
I can not fathom choosing between the two...

My inspiration swirls around so pure and true for...
Good times and bad, my mind goes straight to you...

Every night I toss and turn.
Dreaming of you, once again...