AEIOH OO

Saw you the other day, you said my hair was brown and long
I said I wasn't sure why I take time to talk to ya, boy
I saw her call your phone I secretely looked but you knew all along
And Blue Birds didn't sing, so replace my tears with a ring

Go the distance if you please
'Cause your touches are a tease and if you really
want me.
Mister please don't waste my time
Wasn't made to hear you whine
Here it comes... Boy, I tell you

A E I OH OO losers with their fiction
A E I OH OO must be an adiction
A E I OH OO you say, "I see myself in you,"
But you ain't hittin' nothin' with your woe

You called me the other day you said my head was sweet yet cruel
I laughed the whole way through, don't you see the problem is you?
I tried to shop for shoes, you raped my tired head for answers
Chased me down the street... I still don't think the problem is me

Go the distance if you please
'Cause your touches are a tease and if you really
want me.
Mister please don't waste my time
Wasn't made to hear you whine
Here it comes... Boy, I tell you

A E I OH OO losers with their fiction
A E I OH OO must be an adiction
A E I OH OO you say, "I see myself in you,"
But you ain't hittin' nothin' with your woe

One of three wishes....

“ The hardest thing ever is taking chances. Because you can only take so much pain. And you can only get hurt so many times before you create a bubble around yourself to avoid any more scars. And then you end up never really living at all. So we deal with pain. We take chances and we take risks, because either way we’re going to lose, and it’s going to hurt."

Wolves

It's the wolves in sheep clothing that get closest to my heart. But no one hears my cries for help, as they are dry and silent. The beasts scratch, and tear, and bite, and I am unable to move. I am both mesmerized by my own inability to stop it, and stunned with the pain of it all. And I wonder if this time I will get back up once more or lose all my strength and just lay there, bleeding.

The hunt has begun. The blood trail leaves me no chance. I can stop breathing, stop moving, sink into my surroundings, but they will find me, like the wounded get found by their predators. I've become your prey.

This time I really need you more than ever before, and though I've hurt you and you are my reason for drowning in this sea of tears, I'm alone with no hope left than for your rescuing hand. An open wound won't heal but I ask you: Swallow me, save me.

Sometimes you want it so bad you will do whatever it takes. It becomes so unbearable you don't know what to do with yourself. Your mind can no longer distinguish between what's real and what's not. It becomes your drive, the ultimate force that has taken over your soul and body. Thread by thread, it is wrapped around you. The spider spun its web. You are the catch. Prepare to be swallowed.
Swallowed by your own addiction.

Burning bridges

These walls we build. The moats we dig to keep the unwanted away. And when we end up alone we wonder what it is that made us this way. How did we get here? What's better, to be crushed and burned or to freeze within the lonely walls of your overprotected and never ignited heart? Should we waste our time with lies and regret? Why not just keep going, keep moving forward, see the light at the end no matter how dark it seems. Darkness always leads to light. Open up.

Just a day in a life

Me on most days

Go Now and Live