when words find themselves too far in to the past to be spoken...
n the mind over looks the thoughts bringing back old memories flirting...
the heart gets the raw end of the deal jus minding its own...
left to endure a past life bcuz the mind refuses to find someone more grown...
claiming it's not time as even the body is tired of not belonging to touch...
it's like playing follow the leader with emptiness as the guide to luv...
with one thing making sense of likes that give to truth wanting to be known...
there's no help to the emotion fighting the mindset of a fool in luv with being alone...
feeling the sexual tension creating the frustration having enough of the solitude...
ready is the condition of use for once as the drift finds memories to elude...
not being able to keep the cherished times that had to go with faces trapped in moans...
as one at a time no ones ever good enough to keep for selfish reasons on a lonely road...
leading nowhere soon for comfort isn't allowed in the heads game fuckin with self...
overthinking every angle to remain as solo as relations left the package without hope...
knowing it's gonna take an other to get to the feeling of norm needed to be groped...
in depths consequences realize the control must ease up to enjoy life's lil thrills...
yet what goes on up in the highest matters thought out is the damning of will...
whispers tinker with the scars so the pain cannot come in the shape of a tombstone...
feeling the battle within continue to slowly win the war displayed as a combat zone...
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