My face creates rain
My head generates heat
My chest still inflates never a second late.

Exhale…
Nights of rash questions
Days half full of things I really do not care about
This bed has become my nest and this room a little world
Outside there is a universe filled with change
Never true and never ending
Or may I be less endearing in accepting my fragile strings
I have failed as a lover
But not at failing
So I will love at failing and reverse my fate

Why didn’t you just say something other than sit and wait…

There is no other way but to collect moments and freeze them. Let the ink I spill fall into place, leaving remnants of splatter that would have been our laughter. A guitar chord reverts and the vocals insert. There is no fun for men like me. These feelings lasting longer than love from a stranger until its known. Acting like a ghost you felt like a host introducing me to a basement, where I hibernate like a ghost. http://omgf.ac/ts/0Dk

Some times I can’t figure out
Some days are good
Some days are tough
Some times we laugh
Some times we scream
But I promise nothing will come in between

So who had that bright idea to tell you to go

I don’t know what to say, meaning i’ll keep some words for another play.

With the quiet in the city i’m divided from my morals

Silence dance that you did into his arms

“This is right” you whisper. Repeated to believe 

…We can rise like candle in the dark

Amore, yours always.

What can i do to stop the coming white days

I’m searching for ways to kill these dreams of you away.