11 minutes late

Here i am
Holding onto
anything that's not holding onto you
All this smoke up in the air
No breath wasted

Cough out my lungs
Dream of you
Speak in tongues
Hopefully it isn't true
Got this head full of dreams, abused

Park bench
Back seat
Digging my own kind of trench
Surrendering to the beat

Hello
Goodbye
Further adieu
Waste away with me? I dream of you

Im sick
Cancer picks
Smokin some white like sticks
Got a heart full of love, abused

Momento
The killer brigade
Sign me up
I'll be the one and only fashion renegade.

Slick wit
Never changing
from this
5 years
Got the same tears.

Less words
More fears
A whole lot of paid dues
Head spinning
No new news.

11 minutes past

I'll use to only words
In a circle

14 minutes past

Same as always.

No new news.

Same words,
Used before.