In opening new doors, old ones close.
Leaving only old windows as the escape hatch...

The attraction is still there
If the affection isn't...

Look at my callused hands
What does a girl like me have to write about...

Soft touches are apart from this
As are all the kindness shes missed...

Fingertips touch woven lines
And smear the charcoal tears...

Watch me peel back the skin
For now, its only my shell...

Four steps forward and two steps back
And what you have is what you lack...

And I am everything I try not to be.
Everyday I wake up and I curse...

You can get lost easily in a field of this
With the sun beating down the way it is, and your...

She yanks her blade free; probably just as a...
Her sister seizes the next offender, tearing them...

I sit and stare.
Really, saying everything I cant. And its hard. To...

When I Watched You...