Gratuitous in it’s nature,
Sarcastic in it’s tone.
This perceptive congregation,
Couldn’t write a million tomes,
To explain the way it happened,

In the aftermath, I lie awake but
Dreaming of the place I once knew
In my search for brighter days, I
In the very place where the greene
When I first found you, you were

To hide your true intentions behin
This dissonance it leaves inside m
These heart strings cannot be play
They’re meant to play a gentle, ye
Trapped inside this box you have c

Never realized feeling worth it se
Not until my curses surfaced.
If you were kind enough to give me
In finding out where to begin I w
Listening to this loudly beating h

Everything you ever wanted,
And it’s locked inside a cell.
Stored away until it’s needed,
When it’s not, it sits in hell.
See I don’t know if you’ve notice

I’ve been practicing self service
I’ve known angels who’s purpose is
and devils who revel in leading yo
I’ve tasted the reality inducing b
and sits on the tongue, just in ca

Perhaps it was the way she moved a
Both stalking the other without ev
Perhaps it was the overwhelming fe
Getting lost for eternities at a t
Perhaps as the trenches formed in

As the winds of fate sit beside me
Why now do I truly understand env
Why did I remain silent for so lo
Why does what I’ve wanted for as
Seem so close... And yet... So fa

Give me your attention, just a mom
I need to release some of the clut
Observations lead to opinions and
I’ve noticed that the way we all l
Interpersonal relationships are ta

I meant nothing by the curses that
Nothing by the broken promises tha
Now I realize, there’s a reason f
I spent so much time tryin to brea
Feelin the flow of a life spent in

Lost within the shallow boundaries
haven’t lived in bout a year and y
Never really holdin on to what it
maybe it’s experience or maybe it’
See I never learned to love becau

Caught up in the moment?
I falter.
I choke.
Waiting for someone to mend the he
that I so often broke.

Waiting for the punch line,
on a joke that has no structure.
No catchy hook, no build up.
Just a stomach that’s been punctur
By a coward, chasing a coward,

It was war within a clearing,
gleaming underneath the moon.
We were circling the natives,
it would all be over soon.
But then, something happened,

I don’t know who I borrowed this
But I’d like to give it back.
Because I’ve spent the last few w
Wishing I would have a heart atta
See I’ve been watching all of you

When it rains I want it to hail,
Just to prove the integrity of thi
And as scared as I am,
I won’t hesitate.
I’ll leave no questions open to in

I wish I could convince my instru
Convince it to keep up with the rh
But alas the strings need replacin
The neck needs adjustment.
The wood needs polishing.

Howling at the moon because my ind
and I have been found wanting.
Praying for one more shot at the t
But my faults? I’m not flaunting.
They exist just as I do.