Imagine a soul
dying all alone...
It feels like every time I give my heart away,
it comes back with another broken piece...
Sometimes, I feel like life just sneaks out the...
whilst my eyes are gazing out the front door...
I am so shut off,
sometimes I don't even notice myself...
The thoughts won’t stop
They keep coming like shot...
On the way back home, I crack
my memory open to rehearse the stories...
When love takes off its make up!
The ache begins to tell...
a wary conceal
Habitually...
I don't care anymore
I just want to be free...
I go to work
I see my family...
Greyish blue sky,
niveous land...
when upon my rounds, I encounter reality on my...
these are your times my times...