where time washes over everything,
as everything becomes erased.
The last time I will ever think about,
or speak about love.
As I fall into the grave, of life,
I take my burdens with me,
never to speak of them again.
Love is a lie,
and the people you want to care about you, never will.
And being human is a trick.
As I try to hide away from my self,
away from my thoughts,
my emotions,
I keep my shadow behind me,
in my dark lit room,
with my headphones on so that I can avoid the sound of the world.
A final goodbye to my heart,
I won't miss you,
you've caused me nothing but pain,
and have never been touched by love,
I have no idea what it feels like to be loved,
and never will.
I really was never able to imagine.
I give every ounce of my passion up to God
As Summer comes to a close,
I will erase every memory that I have ever had before this.
Into Oblivion!
Till there is no memories left of my past existence.
A shattered shell,
wounds exposed.
A poet couldn't win a heart forever.
A songwriter couldn't win your heart.
a victim of transitory temporaryness,
waiting for time to be HARSH?
But most humans are into what is temporary, and not what is eternal,
and what's the point of that?
, and dare anyone try to come near me with love,
OUCH
love is my kryptonite.
I meant nothing to anyone,
up to this point,
and that is a sad truth,
as people could say,
"I would care about you",
no you wouldn't,
that is a lie.
Maybe you'd care for a little while.
, or you would just pretend you care,
just to throw me away.
And love fades away for us all like the fallen leaves of the Autumn season,
but thinking love will last is a delusion.
How can you hold onto something that is tearing apart with time?
I know the answer?
From here on out.
I always knew I was alone.
But I held on to false hope.
I just want everybody to leave me alone.
Someone told me that their heart had never been broken,
and that their heart was safe.
And I felt happy for her.
And would never wish that on anybody,
cause once your heart breaks,
you are never the same.
And if you've never been loved?
That is a whole nother world.
A precious stone nobody knows exists,
a person that never had love,
that type of loyalty is rare,
cause no one has that level of devotion.
, and now it is lost in the sea of the universe,
forever,
never to be discovered.
I'm ok.





























































