Its hard to get things off your mind late at night,
Trying to forget all the fights, choking your reasoning
Deluding my consciousness, loving from a distance
Most only see in black and white what I see in color
It's hard to keep thoughts to myself, bordering madness
But somehow I've stayed pulled together,
Like a single stitch holding back more then it can handle,
Coping is only a word when you involve poison,
Something that can make it end , temporarily all together
Walking disoriented , forgetting lost love forever

Glimpsing at hope, keeps me here longer and longer
Sands of time run smoothly through the hourglass,
Why shouldn't one be able to turn back the hands,
Is it unimaginable for man to alter there past,
Selfishly I'd keep this gift to myself and only part ways
when I knew I could undo my burdens.
Love's winding loops, only repeat over and over
Only as soon as the sweet summer wind comes,
It passes one over to only fade into recollections,
moments becoming nothing,
Tossing and turning sleepless ,
So close to being able to find the words,
Yet one can not recall the breeze,
Never can shed a tear, numbed by the poison

Write and write , can not find the words
Seeing you laugh , seeing you smile,
No address left to your heart.