Begin

Beginnings come an end.
Fresh starts flood my mind.
Confusion, Confusion
Love will make or break me.
Travel the world with me.
Fall in love with me.
In love with me.
Love with me.
With me.
With me.
Who am I kidding?
who am I to speak?

Plain.

Year and a day.
Two days until the end.
Two years until our so called end.
August 13th,2007.
Amazing memories.
Amazing faults.
March 25th.
Addiction.
July 18th, 1991
Ambition, Purpose.
Fuck.
's.
This is my life.
Was my life.
Will be my life.
Figure me out.
but who am I to speak?

Fridays Faults

Take it back.
Received, yes.
Now I'm returning the favor.
Fuck you.
Let it run deep, It doesn't phase me.
Who am I kidding?
I'm torn, destroyed.
Disgusted.
I need beginning, truth, purity.
Anyone?
but who am I to speak?

Ocean Blue.

You are unaware,
your words are understood.
They are comforting,
captivating.
Shallow waters seem the deepest.
Take me deep, Take me deep.
The deep end, the clear blue, to death.
I miss our passion. I miss my passion.
but who am I to speak?

Raw

Understood, Understood.
Distance has always taken a toll.
Paths that never run out.
Growing to be unseen.
Im finished.
Soon enough, at least.
At least, itll be soon enough.
Lips are as equal as comfort.
We are blind.
but who am I to speak?

Gallop

Slither.
Across, down, around.
Fuck your thoughts.
Arise. Im sorry.
Darkest Dearkness is what you are.
nothing.
Arise. Im sorry, sorry.
Your nothing but forgivness.
but who am I to speak?

Lazy.

I have an eye for you.
Destructive.
Addictive.
Conflictive.
Oceans have waves.
People have pain.
All the same, never change.
I know.
I know.
but Who am I to speak?