yes, Nights are mine,
2'o clock is
when I wander away
all the whole me,
raw, twisted, and awake me
For the Love of my closest,
constant High
It's all in the Head,
that I need to keep remind myself
its ok, that's a fortnight phase
Waxing and waning
thunder and storming
All the darkness
keep surrounding the hollow feel,
All wounds left open to heal
Letting you in on
a long awaited secret wish,
a normal happy sleep,
Dreams of summer & swings
Maybe, just Maybe someday
I'll have a icecream for sweet
Not just eating away my sin,
towards the end of every day
A content life with a goodnight kiss...
