"I would rather die living, than live dying"

Saturday, May 12, 2012

mine

I'm going to take some time
to see whats mine
you take a little too much
when I need a true touch

maybe I'm wounded
just a little weak
Ive just been broken
and I cant speak

I love too much
a little too hard
wanting everything
is a place too far

I will give and give
anything less
would be too much
its how I live

I'm not tired of pain
its become my friend
the only thing
to never end

where are you
when I need you most
when this air is thick
black like a rose

where is love
when its more than words
something sure
when underneath it hurts

no one loves anyone anymore
its a mystery behind an open door
a battle in the false war
its not worth fighting for