You'll change your mind come Monday, and take your steps away from me...
It's 01.27 and I am thinking of you Why I must do this to myself is beyond me. I want to be free of this crippling doubt. I want hear what is said and not what is left unsaid. Your words are like poetry. I want to feel them and feel nothing but scincerity. I'm trying to remember the last time I actually felt that. Time was a word from you and I could feel you beside me, wrapped up in our position and you made me feel like the only person on this planet. Every night now I go to sleep alone, I wake up alone, hell even when I am with you I feel a little alone. What are you waiting for? Was it all just a lie or am I too impatient. Do my scars run too deep to let me trust this and you?
And now for something new. Honest Horrible judgements please.
Star Gazing
Words spill from the speakers
Poetry and a bass line,
Love and a lifeline.
Nights spent staring at the sky
Waiting until the sun came up,
For the world to grow colder.
Warmth was in the night
When lips moved over your skin,
As the words do now.
Stars, lips , words,
Scars, hearts, bruise
Half healed hurts ripped open,
A blade covered in regret, failure,
And remorse.
Words spill from the speakers
Poetry and a bass line
Love was your lifeline
And now for something new. Honest Horrible judgements please.
Star Gazing
Words spill from the speakers
Poetry and a bass line,
Love and a lifeline.
Nights spent staring at the sky
Waiting until the sun came up,
For the world to grow colder.
Warmth was in the night
When lips moved over your skin,
As the words do now.
Stars, lips , words,
Scars, hearts, bruise
Half healed hurts ripped open,
A blade covered in regret, failure,
And remorse.
Words spill from the speakers
Poetry and a bass line
Love was your lifeline