Bandage (1)

 Critical condition - runs up the spine - memories run down the veins 

Expecting to survive this , just another day . 

It’s just a typical moment spent . 
Why do I feel like this . 

Maybe I thought this was my seine. 

Not the blade . 

They say I’ll be just fine , but it’s about more than tonight . 

Right . 

I’m so full of finger prints with no hand to hold , as I watch the clouded sky . 

Critical condition , they say not to worry I’ll be just fine . 

But it’s about this life - spent . 

Can you see the dust settling . Expecting to survive - another day 

The ocean folds over again telling her story , 

But we both know it’s more than just this . 

When my seine becomes fray . 

But they say - you’ll survive another day .

Entrance

 I’m in a parking lot , it’s dark and I’m listening to Normal The Kid. It’s a shame to walk around a bit heart broken and have to smile at the same time . There’s an audience who will beg for your attention , your love they take away your freedom, only to want your light when they are in a dark place . So their connection becomes toxic . 

I wanted to love you , to save you , but only God can do that the way you need it. My love will never be enough and the love you lack in yourself I can never fill that void 

Here I am alone . Raining on the inside bustling through empty crowds , a secret I hide inside my heart . 

I tried to hold on . But did you know the entire time you were pushing me away ? 

There’s nothing I can do as I stand on this  stage with bags of empty promises . 

I asked God yesterday to empty my pockets to see what was left and I was left with none . 

What’s next I can’t imagine . Always walking this road alone . 

Faith . 

Gutted (1)

 I couldn’t imagine my life with out you 

As I drive each white fence seems to get longer . 

I know you hear me . Sometimes demons get the best of us . 

Love just isn’t enough . 

I see your broken bones . 

I see your black eyes . Now drawn . 

I hear you from amongst the vast sea . Life has a way of drowning us 

Luckily I survived . 

Maybe fingers were meant to let go 

But it doesn't mean the prints fade 

From my face . 

From my picture frames . 

I’m always here inside you 

When you need me . 

I know you can hear me 

Everything will be alright . 

Long Distsnce (1)

 You say the right things at all the right times . 

Opening doors closed long ago 

There’s something in your voice 

Feels like home . 

If I put your initials with mine on the tree outside , will it last or will it fade away , 

Your my Romeo to Juliet in a Bonny and Clyde way - 

I can’t wait to see . 

I can’t wait to see how it goes 

I can’t wait to see 

I can’t wait to see you

You 

And if it’s ever cold outside 

You can’t find your way home 

I promise I’ll be the light on your porch 

I promise to never hurt you 

I promise 

I promise to never disappoint you 

I promise 

I promise I’ll never leave your porch dark . 

I just want to be your home .