Monday, September 7, 2009

we are our only saviors.

there's a war to win,
and it's not your heart, baby.

untitled.

i should have known this wasn't going to work out,
the morning i wanted to leave your bed,
while you were still sleeping.

grab my clothes,
get dressed in the hallway,
never looking back.

Saturday, September 5, 2009

untitled.

i'm not going to lie...
i'd like to exist in your world again




right after i tear it apart.