idbailey23

Our love isn't measured in maybes or possiblys,
our love isn't tracked by the moments of poverty,
our love is a fire that's smothered by rocks,
A long nosed hairy beast,
a Child with chalk.
our love can be anything,

Not in the fate of all but one, 
crys for power that she had string,
while in the words of hurt and pain,
she set them off and made me rain.

Her painful jabs and spiteful lies,
became rivers flowing from my lonly eyes,

I don't fall easily in love,
I don't leave my tower often.
Every time I speak to the sea,
I bury my heart in a coffin.

One day I spoke with a sailor,
a day the wind was blowing hard,

I wait for the world to end.
I wait because I know it'll happen,
I wait because I fear losing,
I wait because I do.

My world is everything Wanted,
The hopes and dreams I hold.
A beautiful sight,

Its the thing that stops,
minds turn into a wasteland,
buzzing burns bodies to the core,
like the waiting of yellowstone,
anticipating erruption. 

My 
     Mind

Imagine the roads had no more lines,
books words were all in german,
The sun left behind the yellow,
And barrels all ran out of bourbon.

Imagine the stop lights became purple, 
The morning started at night,