weak kneed and crumbling beneath, but i'd fall into a million pieces just to see you breathing but you're gone.
there's a hint of rain in the air, the smell that makes you aware that there's a change in the weather.
whether we accept it or not it's stuck there forever.
it's always changing and that's how life goes.
we felt a love and here's the home we made it in, a now empty space that was scattered with your clothes became my center to wonder where you've been.
a sick cycle carousel trenched in deep in the space between you and me.
this can't keep happening there's too much at stake and it's just not fair. I took my time making choices (it's just not fair) on what the trail of life i'll leave behind.
(it's just not fair) and i've come to one conclusion, heavens in your heart and hell is in your head.
a pure lack of understanding.
i've spent my entire life trying to find a comfort like this.
everything i worked hard for, i wish i never lived like this.
it would've been so much easier to just let go and go on.
now i'm stuck living.
it's just a matter of coming to terms, but who's terms are these?
are they gods?
is this the devil?
do i have his demons running through my veins?
are his shadows a reflection of who i used to be?
we all have baggage and regrets.
atleast i know where my skeletons are. existing, living, breathing

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