the words i might have ate

i'm hurt and in so much pain
dont even know where to begin
everything from herein
will be a piece of my undying love for the perfect rain

pick me up, lose me again
all i am is trying in vain
somewhere beyond the similarity
lies the different between pain and sanity

dictate, and procreate
the words i might have ate
sail the hope, for more hope
too much is never enough

making a mockery of out novelty
nothing seems to be on parity
everybody has a price
everybody has something to give
and everyone seems at odd with the world

a perfect rain is more than a drizzle but nothing like a downpour...
a perfect rain sways in the wind, to the left and to the right...
a perfect rain inspire, endure and elevate people...
a perfect rain is not an inconvenience, but a gift...
a perfect rain refresh everything, the car, the people and even the grass...
dont you just love the smell of grass after the rain...

you screamed happiness

curiousity, cowardly
feel the echo of emptiness
used pickup-lines, cigarette butts
broken hearted damsel in distress

May we feel someday
serenity not empathy
love not hatred
she may be empty
forever will not be

consequences, pay the price,
honesty and travesty
delirium, you scream happiness
not what we wanted it to be

May we feel someday
serenity not empathy
love not hatred
she may be empty
forever will not be

He sees, but not what you wanted
she cries, reasons of the heart
the uneasy feeling will show you the way
darkness shadowed the path to me
in time, indeed, kill the messenger
teary eyed widower raged on

they hear you me
golden horses on the tree
delirium, you scream happiness
not what we wanted it to be

to be...
to be...

curiousity, cowardly
feel the echo of emptiness
used pickup-lines, cigarette butts
broken hearted damsel in distress