Loving Regret

The only way I can communicate
Is when I dictate my life in too lines
Always questioning everything I do
Never finding an answer to anything

For the past, present, and the dead
Watch my pen bleed ravenously
The thoughts that continuously
Keep seeping out of my head

I’ve exploited myself and others
With no means again and again
And I can not find an end
So I put my heart back on the shelf

I wonder if I am the cure or
Maybe I caused the disease
The situation has long endured
Now just let it rest in peace

I know I may complain
And sometimes ask why
But without any shame
Dreams will soon run dry

Without the chalked path of others
It takes away all the constant clutter
So I choose my own path to walk
Alone, and as far, and as hard

Shamless

If I had it all over to do again I would never left my heart out there. I had a second chance and I would never want a third. At times I don't know whether it is better to be replaced or just forgotten. It seems the to replace is the quick cure for a broken heart. But that will not happen on this end. You have to learn from the past not run from it; just put it behind you, and so I did. Shameless to me all I have now is a forgotten memory and name. O lord this what I have become. With the namesake involed the pentance is being paid as I feel it through out all my viens. Nothing more than a chapter to turn, let alone burn. So let the ashes of yesterday fall where they may. Then the sins of today will be washed away. All that is left is a tired broken old soul, and I don't care about this anymore.

Still the Same

where does one begin
to suffer the thought of

or to let something go
still one must know

despite all the pain do you still love me the same
despite all the gain do you still love me the same

almost two years ago
and i am still stuck

between two roads
one of them i chose

i was left in a individual
mode.

perplexed a bit vexed
it feels like god has given
me this hex of fortitude

despite who is to blame do you still love yourself the same
despite his name did you rememeber mine the same

wether you had been in a different state
you still can't seem to relate

over and over agian the idea is played
through my head not the healthiest choice

still it is nothing more than what she makes
of him; it is ok, i supose time will tell

despite all the pain i still love you the same
despite all the gain i still love you the same

people do change i supose some for
the better some for the worst

we all hold are own cards but i have already
shown mine

my life is an open book
with nothing to hide

i talk and spit this dialect into
the sunest putting aside my pride

you should come and join me
on the outised so we can look in

together