The sneaking suspicion is that these daydreams have been wasted
Replaced by real life nightmares you never wanted to admit to be true
In the time of friendship it is love that you want
Metallic bands form around most fingers
The rest receive angst to drown in
Breathe quietly
A friend indeed you can’t plant your seed
To reap the harvest with a friend in good faith is transcending
However, it will not keep the emptiness at bay
Loneliness drowns at the pit of one’s belly
Starvation of the soul spreads like a disease
Instinct cripples
Be wary of the Cain that smite Abel
It lives in all of us
Waiting to leave a trail of fire behind each made up female flame
Love is blind in lust that feels like love
Throwing warning signs by the wayside for an adrenaline shot of false hope
Comforting possibilities
Fantasies never come true
We dream so big the fall cannot be broken
Hitting the ground with a needle’s sting
Getting up seems pointless
Alas, it happens anyway
Endurance preservers
