AloneI have lost all hope on finding you,More Like This
so this ballad is all the truth.
Sitting here wondering why things are,
sitting here alone with the door ajar.
I can't stand the silence that comes to roars,
I sit here thinking am I truly yours.
All to myself to sit and think,
times where better when I was asleep.
Gone to the void of disorder and impurities,
I sit here to think what has gotten the best of me.
Shall I roam on the streets calling your name,
or should I put an end to it to stop my pain?
At times my thoughts come through, of vengeance, rage and sometimes you.
I do no want to suffer in this flesh,
drinking this bottle but nothing is left.
My feelings are blocked when I cant cry,
my words are trapped on a paper with no time.
Thought I lost you forever ago,
trapped in my cell screaming so shallow.
It's the time I finalized my refuge to my end is near,
trying to stop me is also a fear.
I thought you said you loved me till death do us part,
but you stomped and shattered my already broken he
affection driveIf I recycledMore Like This
the love littered at your feet
hearts would starve no more.
So near yet so farYour body may be awayMore Like This
across great green paths paths of water
But your face is right here
wedged between my brain
and my skull.
Your words race through
the neurones in my head
fast as lightening
hot as electricity
I softly trail my fingertips
up the dent where your spine rests
relishing your soft warm skin
as if it were physically there.
You laugh behind my eyes
twist my words into jokes
and wrap your arms around me
like you're tying up a precious parcel
with tender ribbons.
I don't need your earthly body;
I'm content to play with a reflection-
the muffled, mixed-up diajetics
that make up my memories of you.