This is were time stops and nothing starts.
Lost in yesterday and tryin hard to work out today.
I am nither here or there.
So i try and put how i feel right here.....
If you get me.....................
its my turn...
Friday, 12 August 2016
Nicole you saved me maybe, but then again I am far to damaged to bare this.
I've started making more room in the bed,
for a lover who's not there.
Hugging more than one pillow,
funny how quick it turns from cold to hot.
and i'm sharing the bed with memories of you.
The memories take up all the room,
but that is what memories do.
The pillows don't hold me back,
though the memories do.
Need to move on,
Need to run,
but I can't even make for the door.
All I can do is over think.
I like dancein on tables and gettin drunk, drunk enought to fall and stumble, to know im lost and feel its ok to mumble. time takes to long so im tryin to express how i feel. but the question is always there is any of this real?