nothing left.

left her to think of my life and all its come too

the pain the misery the lust the lies dug through

i grab on and hold for dear life

so cliché to no ones dismay i pray for my wife

in hopes to hold her hand and walk side by side in all this luster

such shapes exist when dreams become reality with trust from one another.

i know it may take time like fine wine, but patience is no fun when all i wanna do is make you mine

lust after you and take you for my own, become lost in our thoughts & so whats left to condone?

leave that stone unturned and expose the truth, that what lies beneath are creeps & fools.

i spoil myself with images of compassion so soil yourself with images of passion.

randomly i evoke my feelings so you too may understand what i'm feeling.

i can be complicated and a bit overdone at times. so i extend apologies if you fail to feel fine.

see i do what i can when the time is right, not my fault that my clock was never right.

i fall two steps behind so I'm a too much to handle, lets ease into the evening with dinner by candle...light my fire and take me higher! i see everything like a clear dream and it's you that I've been waiting for like an unhealthy fiend.

numb i become left to fall on half of my being, understood I've yet to become, my thoughts and ideas go unseen. one song on repeat is all i need to conjure up every last inch of my creativity to all its longevity, till i pass out from the insanity, till i give in to the mortality....

that is me.