Melt
Your smile melts me inside. I know if I look I'll fall in love again. I looked up, I do this every time. The feeling burst free from within.
I feel so good for the time. But I know this can never be. Your personality is warmer than mine. Heartache will come, I cannot break free.
It feels so good to melt. You bring light to my day. Each time more heart felt. I wish you would never look away.
Scan
I scan and see you there. I look up, to look back is only fair. I wish I would not try and be free, for sympathy is leaving me. Play games is what you do. Well, my patience is about through. I am going to leave it be. Stop scanning for you unless you ask me.
Why can't I just tear it away. Instead it remains inside me to decay. Get out from my mind. I try to connect again, but love I never find. I have nothing to say now. Turn away with a gesture or casual bow. I have succumb to myself. Leave me alone I care for no one else.
Multiply By Zero
I build myself up to try and be everything. Multiply me by zero to make me nothing.
The harder I try the slower I go. Why I am nothing I do not know.
Not good or bad zero has no place. Living through life with no face.
All this time what am I? No one, only in zero do I confide.
Flowing Slowly
Been frozen unmoving for so long. A longing to movement takes over me. It takes effort to get where you belong. I reach out to you and start flowing slowly.
Hesitant at first, afraid from the past. Flowing now, I remember the good times. Doubt goes away, I begin to converse fast. Happiness returns, flowing now with no confines.
Work Until My Hands Bleed
Pain of the mind is a friend of mine. Push it inside where I can hide. The physical and the mental are one.
I am blind when the world and I begin to mesh. This stress and forsaken feeling I do not need. Pain of the mind is the pain of the flesh. Bury myself, work until my hands bleed.
Some have drugs and some have hugs. Try to forget it, where in this puzzle do I fit. Work is my escape from reality.
Throw Away when Used
They fucking used me. They cannot feel for me. They always need something from me.
They cannot be nice to me, without something. They cannot understand the pain in me.
Why don't I just leave this behind. I should throw them all away when I'm used.
But I don't, my heart won't.
The Cycles
It's a circle; there's a grand plan. I will be angry, then happy again.
Cycles of our lives, what's new. I can never connect with you.
Our cycles are off time. Happiness for you is a pain of mine.
I reach out for anyone. Ignored by everyone.
You say hi to me. That's all I need.
The cycle reverses towards good.
I knew it would.
Life is just
cycles.
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