I can't live in the past where your eyes reside

on the other side of my mind,

I can't hold onto your image,

but it is burned inside and out of me,

I hate to let go of that memory,

it hurts me so well,

I couldn't kill it again,

like I did so long ago,

with music and busy days,

fun and delusions,

life is not the illusion,

I was,

rhythm seems to serve a single purpose,

as I come alive,

your memory blooms within me

without me,

all around me,

and could I ever do better,

even though all I have ever wanted

was a place to call my own,

where my heart could settle down,

from its frantic beat,

every moment of fear,

caught on the up beat,

every moment of darkness,

caught on the down beat,

I know I could never do better than this,

because all I have ever wanted was a place to call my own,

but I am saturated with the memory of you,

and I am weak,

laying on the valley of your control,

you wanted me to lose it all,

and so I bounce on your virtual wave,

some half sane vision of a sword,

either way I go I'm cut,

from the surface of mankind

down to the depths of sorrow,

with regret to clothe me,

as it always has,

from fractured moment to moment,

the only way I will be free,

is when I have gone,

back to that place you call your home,

that place that was never my own,

the place I stole a breath,

kissed your heart,

but turned into regrets angel,

I can't relax,

I can't catch my breath because I'm not fine,

I once thought I could read minds,

but insanity can turn into profanity,

when the soul is not whole,

but lives in a hole,

dying on the edge of reason,

out of the light,

there is a stranger

standing inside out,

someone I forgot to be yesterday,

please don't push your ignorance on me,

I'm not unknowing of hate,

not unknowing of misery and its songs,

I can scream, Let Me Go,

but then where would it go,

falling on deaf ears and eyes,

I'm laughing on the inside,

your drowning my realizations

and pushing them aside,

why do I bother,

why cry,

you stole my tears everytime,

If I'm so unworthy

why bother at all,

to steal a sigh,

turn me aside,

and ground me into the cinnamon earthen chamber

where my mysteries lay,

like bones for bread,

tapestries,

where fires are closer to igniting gasoline dreams,

I'm caught in your eyes,

I guess I never learn,

lacerated by your exposing of me,

dripping the red dream,

why walk with this,

such whispered secrets,

with truth pushing up the viens in my heart,

I'll never let you know where it is I really go,

when I am between tomorrow and a lost day,

cause we are just as weak,

as we were yesterday,

lacerating dreams and love and lives,

twisting in the vine of your confessionals,

trip on me than,

let's fall together,

rid the world forever,

of vice and not playing nice,

sweet caramel sugar spun days,

lets work out another way,

and let's play.

ammmmmmmmmazing

Thank you so much MissKim, may your day be blessed, smiles