Throwing the diceFalling fallingthis feeling feelingis eating me wholeim losing controldizzy dizzy darknessdeeper crazy madnessopens its jawsgive me my flawsspinning spinninglife has no meaningwinning or losingits the same damn thingblackout blackouttime to bail outbut there's no skyjust the question whyno release releasei did say pleaselooking for paradiseim throwing the diceluck out luck outthats all lifes aboutwaiting waitingfor the next damn thinganother testbut no successfalling fallingim failing failing..
Y o uYouYou were this enigma, this forbidden stranger,Youthful, handsome, I watched you asYou moved, so confident,Yet there was this hint of vulnerability I found so irresistible.You watched me too, but that wasYesterday. A week ago. Who cares?Yes, I wanted to see you again.You were still the enigma, but less a stranger.Yet somehow, there was chemistry, sparks, and IYielded to my feelings and where it was taking me, toYou. But that wasYesterday. A month ago. Who cares?Yes, I was drawn, like moth to flame,You were so real, I could not resistYour gentle kiss and tender touch,You seemed so strong, but just like me,Your fašade hides a deeper truth, but now, notYesterday, now we stand, together,You and I, in this certainty of us.
Wait - stopWait, stop.------------------------------------------------Wait, stop."Wake up, dammit!"Wait!"Why? I've had enough. I'm walking."Walk? Where?"Wherever the road takes me."Why?"Why? Why not?"Well, I don't want you to."Well, I do."---Washed away in a tide of emotions.Wild, turbulent.Wishing it would stop, butWhen it does, I don't knowWhere to look.What to say.Why the thought of apologizing seems soWeird. Daunting. Terrifying, even.Why the thought of being guilty,Wrong, just freaks me out.Withers my courage.While I think I know the truth, theWise always seems to know, not just think they know.When it doesn't stop, I still don't knowWhere to look andWhat to say and I'm wonderingWhy the thought of apologizing seems toWeird. Daunting. Terrifying, even.Why the thought of being guilty,Wrong, just freaks me out.Withers my courage.Why is it so?Who knows?Wait, stop! Think!Well, maybe it's just me.:fuzzys:
InsecurityINSECURITY //you don't call . I check again . I become uneasy-is this a frame? suddenly im not so sure . I checkmy sources . each conversation becomes a crumbhow easily im led . how stupid i've been . to believeu . could be loving me . you who can not be seducedby anything other than . the temperance . of needeach one facilitating the next . and suddenly I seemy place . the phone rings . you say hello . but Idon't believe you.