Breaking,
Shaking,
Crashing,
Slashing.
These are the things
I go through.
These are the things
That I do.
Anger,
Malice,
Disrespect,
And Hate.
These are the things
I feel for you.
These are the things
I feel every night.
Darkness,
Death,
Decay,
And Loneliness.
These are the things
That I hope for.
These are the things
That I truly need.
Black,
Red,
Blue,
And Gray.
These are the things
That I see.
These are the things
That describe my personality.
Pressured,
Depressed,
Poisoned,
And Ignored.
These are the things
I go through every day.
These are the things
That make me scream.
Unable to get you out of my head;
I lay here -
Wishing you were in my bed.
I crave your kisses,
And long for your embrace.
I want to go back -
To your special place.
I want to make love to you,
And for you to love me too.
For now I'll just close my eyes -
And dream of you.
Creative minds,
Left behind -
We choose to think outside the box;
Seeing the whole picture and more
Everywhere we look.
Infront of us, an open book;
The ending blank as we build our story.
Old souls?
Or simply unique souls?
We are the creative minds,
We choose to read between the lines.
Are we left behind?
Or are we just that far ahead of the game?
I miss the days
When you were always there.
All the times we played truth or dare.
And when I had something to say,
You always cared.
I realize that I was dumb,
But now my heart is kind of numb.
If I could go back and change my ways,
I'd keep you around, no matter the cost.
The thing that hurts the most -
Is not having you there.
We were bestest buddies
Till the end.,
I miss you 'Chief Little Tits!'
And all the great bong hits.
I miss talking like we used to,
And just being me and you.
Nothing can beat what we had,
Nothing will ever compare
To the love that we shared.
I just miss you so much,
And I wish you were here.