Please my dear,
let's sit and listen
to what could be
what could have been.
If only we were drunk with time.
Then thy ghost could hear
and know my lust for promises,
yet haunt my heart and wonder why
my lips whisper promises.
For silence stopped keeping promises
and secrets can never promise enough
enough for us to be,
what could never be.
shh they're asleep, it's our time to weep
with a familiar stare that's never been so deep
and i keep my own afairs, aware of the complexity
there was something hidden there that may have infected me
with a simple smile, we just wait a while
and waiting some more like an Eve awaiting child
but there lies the door, before my beating heart
from eyes my tears tore with a tumbling depart
but i'm finished now, just as long as time allows
with that little grande finale i can finally take my bow
trapped in this valley, foully called my mind
i could run to Cali trying to lose this lost find
who knows what this means, the one who matters so
i lay my head beside my bed in hopes to find a resting place that my heart would eventually rest in peace that i no longer want to live this life this false lie of hope that runs through my mind with every time you\'re in my line i cant wait to run away because it hurts too much to stay in this place where my heart is up for grabs and all i can do is stab away at my own heart in hopes to kill the emotion that fills this hopeless life but as i lay all i do is pray that God oh please cast down hope for me that i can live as long as i have to live and i can believe until its my time to leave this horrid pain that drives into me but soon it\'ll g
sleepless nights are my muse by idontknow, literature
Literature
sleepless nights are my muse
i sit awake not wanting to sleep
but only because you\'re still awake
you don\'t know this but the things i do
i do for you.
i don\'t know why i let myself get this far
but the further i get
the more it hurts not to have you
i sleep when i forget
i sleep when i dream
but i sit awake whenever i face reality.
.
look at me look at me,
watch this life of mine
is this what you wanted?
cause that's what it's for
guess what it's for
its for all the world to see
they see my art, they see your art
but they'll never see me...
they'll never see me...
Once upon a time the boy sat and stared
he screamed, "here i am, here i am!"
but he didn't have fear... he was just waiting for the end
wait for it...
wait for it...
the end.