Hearing your voice
Only brings noise
All the old things
When i was a young boy
Ignored by most
Idolized by you
You loved me at my worst
You made the sky seem less blue
And more bright mellow yellow
Emotions pouring out this black pot,
My voice is your steaming kettle
Resettle
Emotions in the past take the forefront.
Up front.
Dont touch.
Because touch was a our language
Eye glances our embraces
Our hands where our veins
Our hearts lived in between us
Trust
Thats what was lost
In a fire of angry emotions
And bad choices with no
Regret.
Ive said
I dont miss you . Why dont you just leave
Let me bask in my disgustingness and become one with the bees.
I feel this never ending
Condescending remembrance of my lack of empathy
For the hurt and pain i brought to you
Yet you still love me, do you?.
Do you really?
Or is it that things arent so clearly
Laid in front of you, so you panic.
And try to return to a situation you can manage
I dont understand it.
You have signed your life to another lover
And left me in the past like old baby blanket covers
This battle with depression
I uses to crave your attention
And now at your mention
I feel my inside melting
My heart breaks down
Like the green plant ive found
To help heal my aches
And help keep my mind blinded from my mistakes
There isn't much i can say
Except im sorry we ever became
Us.