My heart is an inkwell,overflowing with feelings I've known.Occasionally revealed by my pen.Both a gift and a curse,this fuel for my words.Spilling everything both real and pretend.Does any of it matter,or am I wasting my time?Pouring it all out for deaf ears, and stone hearts.Will it ever be enough,these memories, shadows and echos from my mind?Or will it continue to matter to no one but me. 

Their eyes met cross a crowded room,one was destined to be the other ones doomfor they're playing a game and one might get took'Cause the thief of hearts is an expert crookI know the game I've played once or twiceand all I've won is a heart cold as iceNow sarcasm hangs on my lips, eyes a glaretell me you love me, don't ask if I careI'm tired of games which no one can winand living a life where I can't possibly fit inI've...

Play with my heart,tell me what I want to hear.Mention your feelings,it's OK to be insincere.I've grown to idolize the lies,and embrace the deception.It doesn't matter what you believe,when your dreams shape your perception.I've met a ton of people,but only come to know a few.I'm left to wonder,if what I think I know is true.Whatever light there was has been snuffed.All that I had to offer, given away.My appearance more t...

My heart has been wounded,no solace in sight.No arms offer comfort.Nor ears hear my plight.No eyes see my discomfort.No heart touched by my pain.Profoundly alone.Steadily going insane.Lips mouthing voices.Ears hearing whispers and screams.Or is that the sound,of shattered dreams?Lungs struggle to breathe.Mind barely aware.If I died tomorrow,would anyone really care?  

In the arms of a loved one,ear to their chest.Sometimes you just need,to lay your head to rest.Where tears don't matter,and your pain fades away.While you try and catch your breath,at the end of the day.Nestled in their arms,suspended in time.And for a brief moment,everything's fine. 

After all those years,of sharing a bed,How do I evict you,from my head?We were friends before lovers,and grew so close, it felt so right.I believed our connection stronger,than any disagreement, misunderstanding or fight.In the end how deeply I felt for you,mattered only to me and simply wasn't enough.Desperately wanting to comfort you and feed your desires,but did you have to run when things got rough?My world was comple...