My love, don't make me a distant memory. Don't make me someone To cross your mind occasionally. A passing thought, A short-lived smile That stretches across The lips I used to kiss As you make your Morning coffee and think of how I used to take mine. I dont want to be a distant memory, A butterfly on a spring day that touches Your mind then flies away.
I am your past. I am your present. I am your future. I am here. I am yours.
Sometimes excitement disguses itself as fear especially when fear equals survival.
I was born into a hindered and limited capacity of love. Fear stood beside me and comforted me. I am scared Held out its hand and embraced me. I am scared Hugged me tightly when the storms raged on. I am scared Wiped my tears away as the chaos commenced and showed me a safe place to hide. I am scared Fear saved me.
Thank you Fear for keeping me alive but now I am ready to live. Thank you Fear for teaching me but now I am ready for my...
Pick apart a crooked little picture. Don't let it break or you'll release a whisper. Who will keep your secrets now If a picture says a thousand words?
Pick apart a perfect little smile. What hides beneath those aching, hollow eyes? While toothy smiles may be deceiving What hides beneath the still and shiny surface? There is no more thought or soul to bare.
Pick apart a fading silhouette As it slips through a thin and lifeless veil. Potential and perfection cast into the wind. What remains after the shell is...