it's a little bit of everything all rolled into a small breaking heart..

[holdonpassion]

its fast nights, and slow days.
with the taste lingering on until the next escape hits your tongue.
a dying town with people evacuating to bigger and better things.
theres nothing left but us.
stuck.
all the while moments seem to be in fast forward.
skipping right to the part where my head crashes the pillow.
tonights dreams turn to yesterday's miserys.
i want you to look at me the way i look at you.
a beautiful soul.
but things drag you down to the point of no return.
where you sit and wonder if one day you'll be able to change your ways.
my mind spins, and i force a smile.
things will fall into place, i know this.
but what do you have to do to feel good these days?
and i'm not asking for that temporary high, thats ever so tempting.
i just want, want whats out of reach.
and thats my dilemma.