Lay down

Rocks in the way and nothing to soften the blow
there was hate in the wind so I held my breath before I let you go.

Sat in your drive way and got lost in what it used to be,

So willing to finally picture it perfect.

Guess I trained hard to keep things the same. even though they slipped out from under me .This wasn't happening and everything would be fine............Eventually.


Right like that will work, like those stains on your lip will just disappear
or those scars on my wrist aren't there, just under the ink. But most wouldn't know.

Oblivious to the pain that keeps the days fading a loveless fasination
hardly...............

Somethings just don't change.


One day all those strings that keep the pieces together will be cut
Than what.