When they leave ill be gone
Ived been cursed with being loved without the allowance to love another
Not a father, and barely a mother
Cruel fate
The years have been cruel, many fortunes draped in unfortunance
So few get me enough to withstand they instead choose to disconnect and disband
Playing with house money
I gave my heart
Each time another piece is devoured little by little until it shattered my spirit and my soul left in need of a jump start
With them my heart heals
Life feels like a gift and i take light if its appeal
With them i breath purpose without q lover to call there mother every chance I've brought them to feeling complete
Theres something unwordly wrong with me that i always remain confused by there retreat
When there gone ill become mr. lonely
Once more in the anticipating phase of mourning love, in the morning i may cry
But its just another day that i to refuse to die.
Not just anyone will do
Through and through i yearn to hear i love you that i always sacrifice my safety and devotion to earn these words upon my ears
to love them is why im here
Ive been selfish in my pursuits
For happiness
I live despite my endless fears
That things so good may never be what they appear.
Maybe the people are right, the end is near
Regardless of reason or excuse whomever cant lie that settling for less than feels like ones demise
A life lived is hollow
Without love in there eyes
My eyes have become dark by all whom i loved ive come to despise.
Once more should i stay or should i go
Ive become numb to all tge broken hearts ive been through.
Its here my silence will do
Once i rid myself of how good it feels to think about you




© Christopher j. Jarman