As I recall, love. I held you in my gaze. For just long enough. To know it's not the time for conversation. Oh, this is nothing worth a memory. I'm a drunk and you're just lonely in love here.
There's a weight that's on my shoulders. Empty space inside. All the things our parents told us. Never truly leave our mind. All that tracks we form as children.
I broke down through everything and you tried your best. To live through the state I was in oh I know. I remember all those dark days with darker friends when I wouldn't come home.
Blacked out 'til the morning broke,. and I was swallowing glass and inhaling smoke,. I lost my mind in a haze. of cobbled streets and broken windows..
Nothing like you wish you were, your name. Is the only thing you're really sure of,. Sitting on the wrong side of twenty five.. You keep your problems buried, oh, so deep,.
I was getting sick of the traffic and all of the tickets I couldn't pay. So I sold my car and took the bus back to the corner of Churchfield Way. Where I lost myself in the faces of people I swear I'd met before.
The street lights hurt my eyes,. More than usual tonight.. No sense of direction, my vision's blurred,. I think I'll lay down for a while.. . But I don't have a bed of my own,.
I had a plan, you'd had enough of working late.. So I took my mother's car and the last money I saved.. Blind to our tactless egos, the world was ours to take,.
I saw death in the bottom of white hill road,. Careless try for a suicide note,. I turned around and I closed my eyes,. But the speeding cars never did collide,.
Has it really been three years since we chose that name?. And sat in each other's rooms with our guitars and dreams of fame.. We used to stay up and plan our lives to the sound of your worn out beat..
Twelve long weeks and I've thought myself into this hole,. Just like I always do. With your glass green eyes and your deep blue soul.. In the morning you say, it won't mean anything.
I moved out west to the house where I spent my childhood's first few years. The city don't treat me well these days and it shows. Through the lines on my face, and the bags I carry under my eyes,.
Dear you know I fear I'm growing weak. I left you in the dark for a bottle and cheap company. You took me home, gave me a bed or half of yours atleast.
I drove my car along the old bus route to my parents house today. And on my way I saw the places I once loved begin to fade. The recreation grounds I knew so well have been replaced.
I had a plan at 10 years old, to try my best,. do as I'm told but that don't catch the. pretty people's eye. I didn't have the coolest hair,. the newest clothes or the richest parents so.
My feet, have been dragging for days.. Because these lines won't write themselves.. And no sleep. Is playing tricks on my brain, and my mental health..
I arrived on time, into my mother's arms. and a name I didn't choose.. I was blinded by the white of the hospital,. and in that moment I was pure and absolute..
I opened my eyes this morning. Feeling like I'd died the night before. What did I drink and how I am still lying here?. It's days like these I miss my friends the most.
I know you met the devil once when you were young. You let him in, just to know to push away. You made it twenty one years. Before he turned you round.
My life may not be roses but still I'm gonna be alright. Long as I got my Savior by my side. He freed me from the heavy chains that had bound my broken heart.