Archives: A Winless Battle

I want to take all back
I want to start it all over
Please cut me some slack
Letting love take over
I can't think straight
The night's getting late
Sooner or later..
But later's much too late.
Wondering when our sun will come up to start our new day
Wondering if a son will come up
Like we always would conversate
But as usual I fucked it up
Like always, I'm doing to much
All that I can give at the moment
Is never enough
It hurts... Like being pierced
Through the chest with a pole
I could hear your tears falling
Almost threw my phone
I don't know why things haven't
Been going our way, but ur not alone
It hurts me too, I cry too, sometimes
I feel like dying boo, so if you did too
We could spend our lives together
Up above the weather
Never worrying ever whether or not
Who loves who better cuz we'd finally
Be together. That's all I ever wanted
For you to have that title
"I'm just using these chicks to prepare for you" but now I can't end the cycle
I can't undo easily what's already been done
I just seem to be fighting to be with you in a battle that can't be won...

Guess We Can't Be Friends...

I Hate This
This feeling that I can't shake, It's
Defeat in its most repulsive form yet
This Defeat was long overdue, debt
Bet if I had dropped the world for you
In a timely fashion, and showed my love for you
I wouldn't be feeling this pain of a thousand swords
Piercing my soul one-by-one to the core
All this time you have loved me so,
with a passion unlike one I've ever known
and now that I'm ready
Mind right, lifestyle going steady
You take it all back, like I re-nigged in spades
Now I'm the only one playing charades
Posing as the good friend
who was there before the rain
and still there when the sun rose again
But I can't show my love.
And like the taste of a cloud, the world won't know my love
No matter how hard I hide them and shun them
The feelings won't go, my love
If for once I could grow my love
I bury my emotions, but your voice melts my heart
sending it dripping down to their grave causing it to start
growing and evolving so that by the second word you've uttered
I'm ready to marry you all over again
And the routine goes on and on, over and over again...
And Today, like all the other days, I'm putting it to an end...
All so it can Begin Again... Guess we can't be friends...