
I tried to cry last night
As grief filled my chest
Not a single tear could I press
From eyes that have seen lies
Betrayal makes the heart cold
I am the walking dead
a virus that has slowly spread
Now despair is all I can hold

I tried to cry last night
As grief filled my chest
Not a single tear could I press
From eyes that have seen lies
Betrayal makes the heart cold
I am the walking dead
a virus that has slowly spread
Now despair is all I can hold
There you are again
Pulling on my energy
Tugging on me in my sleep
Creeping in my inner thoughts
Too scared to show who you are
Well, I feel you.
And although I can’t see you
I touch you back
Feel the length of you
In my depths
I grasp hold of you
With gasps, plees and ooo’s
Knowing that you must stay there
even though I feel you pulling.
so much drama, so much pain
im holding on to sunshine,
don’t need your rain.
keep your rolling thunder
your gas lightening up the sky
i keep my face lifted up high
let heaven pour on me
it won’t always be night.

my read is so fire if you flipped it
you’d think im cursing
matter fact if you don’t script it
you’ll see its cursive
God is my father
watch out you’ll be burning
God is my mother
she’ll take you out of this world and
you acting like it’s astrophysics
im an alchemist,
i mix this pain like a chemist.
god sent you a real one
turned you to a lesson
arms too short to box with God
next time ill move and not feel this harm
now i have to learn and you get this karma
got my script so I dip,
now you heading to phrama – see
now you get what’s coming to you.
warned you before, can’t stop what they do.
excellent service mr. unavailable
emotionally, spiritual and intellectual.
-ly lacking and siphoning
my energy,
with drops of love
so i decided to fill my cup.
and although I’m ever so grateful
this is the year of the faithful.
those who recognize and give their due.
treasure a treasure and not play the fool.
consolation lies in reciprocating,
yet a well run dry leaves one only waiting.
for that which will never come.
can’t call myself dumb.
i believed your every word,
and that which was left unspoken.
you healed the places that were broken,
filled the spaces gone unnoticed.
here there is no blame, only acknowledgement
theres no direction so i can’t follow it.
or you – down this path to nowhere.
it was nice while it lasted
so follow your passions
signed -ms. unavailable.