why do i feel bad again?

i shouldn't be sad or miss a grin.

doubt creeps in and doubt creeps out,

skews the view from my cloud.



troublemaker tempting fate,

questioning the path i take,

showing me the twists and turns,

the forks and points of no return.



i would hold my breath so long

to wash ashore where i belong.



broken roses on the steps,

like promises i never kept.

promises i never made

but could have honored anyway.

tied to years, slave to fears,

i will always hold you dear.

tired, troubled but sincere,

wishing... fuck the rime.

wishing i had a time

to wish you mine.



every day i choose to spend the rest of my life with her

and every day i break the molds of lives and worlds.

i already miss the things that i will never know.

i will never know the things that i've already missed