KawaiiDay

In the roller coaster of life, There's just so much strife, I gave it my all, To watch you fall. With veiled motives I watch, Taking another swig of scotch, The fire making my throat burn, As we take another turn. Roll the dice, Pray it doesn't entice, The demons in my head, I'd rather be dead. Between the heart and the mind, I can't seem to find, The answer I seek, I'm too meek. Tears you promised to catch, I'm making another batch, Breaking it every night, As I sit here and fight. The dreams that haunt my waking, A broken heart for the taking, Next contestant step up, Let's lift our cup. Cheers to the happy couple, Her so warm and sup

Times come and go, It just goes to show, The vagabond way of life, Taken yours is full of strife. How many must fall, Before we see it all, A life beyond the madness, Too tempted to fall to sadness, Cold and deceit, Knocked off your feet, Time stands til divine, Drink the purest wine. Drunken dance of reverie, Sweet songs of melody, Their eyes cold with desire, Break down the fire. How sweet of them to care, As if you're not there, Backs turned in your darkest hour, Given not an ounce of power. Fight from the darkness below, This just goes to show, Even the weakest has a bite, On this moonless night. Keep warmth in you

I held your hand, When you weren't in demand, Those sweet eyes only for me, But that's the sickest part you see. I had given up before, Now I'm damaged on the floor, Screaming and writhing in pain, We had so much to gain. Tremble before my might, This is just another fight, Beautifully displayed on the glass, Any other man and I would pass. I closed my eyes once again, Wanting time to be like back then, My heart only beats for you, With every action that I do. Close our eyes in the end, You're not just some prized friend, How can you not see? That I am what you made me. Every breath I take, Is just for your sake, Puttin

I followed the dark road before me, Crickets chirp while leaves fall, It grew colder by the vast sea, But I didn't hear your call. Each night I walked another mile, My voice cold once again, Showing the world an empty smile, I picked up a pen. Writing helps to heal the mind, The ink drying red on the page, Too many nights he would find, My heart sealed shut in a cage. But one night the darkness grew, Singing no longer soothing me, At the bars I began to chew, And then I did look to see. Those bright blue eyes so sweet, Determined to set me free, The devil I wouldn't meet, He had brought me the key. A caged songbird will no