they said you lied
and i believed it
Tag: Trust
Dang!
i can’t keep loosing you
gone too soon
tryin’ to get through to you
anotha’ second we break through
i know i ain’t a saint
scared straight
soul mate
scared straight
can’t keep loosing you, i can’t keep loosing you
where the hell you going?
where you taking this trip
don’t move, don’t stay, too
wait, i can’t seem to hold on
to, gone too soon
just can’t keep loosing you
flag in a muted mountain
i can’t say no
to you
i envy
the power
you have
over me
power that
could rule man
yet
all you want
is something quiet
bloody night
they said i’d remember it
for the rest of my life
the first time would be so sweet
nothing would ever replace it
like a mother’s love;
just not how i remember it,
knives in my back,
i’ll remember that
made-up king
walkin’ round like your
a king;
a king
you are a fucking king
i remember when
you first found that crown
wearing it around
like a fearless toddler;
i don’t know where that went-
i found the crown
i don’t know where you went
the best on your journey
maybe will meet up again soon.
passing athena on the 57 north
one day;
i’ll wake up in a cloud of your perfume
and never come back
butterfly stroke
i feel you like water between my fingers
swimming inside you
breath being held for hours
this is my comfort place
stroke in motion
pool of clear water
in the backyard
you are home.
winnie; mad man
you taste like honey
in my memories you taste like honey
honey trust me i’ll be your pot
keep you safe
in all of our haste
everything we have faced
never stopped to put them in their place
it was all not a waste
attached at the waist
at your side i could never be erased
tell them all that i am that man
a lover a single dedicated brand
crowd pleaser one you always have to stan
i’ve been that man
this is the ground plan
i gave up being that madman
minutes
time
no no
the very second
i didn’t want to miss it
but it’s out of my control;
take what is given
accept that we are livin’
the ones that are driven
make the most of these hands
one at a time
if you ask me, i’m ready
for the one in the back
that never got their chance;
keep fighting,
the front is a mosh pit;
dirty, violent and savagery
your kind heart wasn’t meant for this world
waiting for your wings to grow
an angel watching us from above
Saint's Muse 