Wednesday, April 20, 2011

mr. alright?

sitting alone in the quiet dark
i dream about a destined romantic spark

will i ever meet my one true love?
does he even exist?

so many close calls but never one that sticks
something is wrong with the loves that i pick!

flat line

delicate and barely beating resuscitate this heart of mine
rephrase the concept of cheating and i've begone to flat line

with closed eyes the darkness starts to invade
with one last breath i sigh and my pulse slowly fades

the quickness of death begins to set in
this fractured heart is lifeless once again

forever at a stand still, it would only beat for you
cold to the touch my lips turn blue

bury the memories that paralyze me with pain
remember what we had and how it will never be the same

one tearful goodbye...ashes to ashes dust to dust
i'm still wondering if love was blinded by lust?