It’s best if all is left forgotten
Wither with the fallen leaves
I think that I can breathe again,
Surely I’ll be me again
Winter brings the cold and snow
it seems I’ve finally let you go
my decision or yours?
of that,
I’m sure I’ll never know
11/04/09
Here’s the start of some old stuff I’ve written. I hope it rekindles that dying fire.
Tv’s on… but I’m not watchin’
Backs’ against the wall, hear the rain fallin’
Turned off the lights, closed my eyes
And slowly… my mornings plan dies
Slip on some shoes and I go outside
Rainin’ so hard can barely tell I’ve cried
Throw up my arms and I begin to spin
The rains fallin’ so heavy, and I just grin
My hairs a wreck, and i’m soaked to the bone
Check my pockets. yep. Damn i forgot bout my phone
I’m lucky if it’ll even turn back on
Been outside so long, my planes long gone
Load up the car, suitcases in the back
Good thing i didn’t bother to unpack
Even if i take the long, slow way
I’ll eventually end up with you someday
