illmaticdove

I made it back to what I call home for now. I was lost in a hotel for a week. Hotel's are lonely places. No where ever feels like home to me. My longing is to feel at home somewhere, but I always feel lost.

Liquid dreams made with lilac themes following the caravan of love.
Grand smiles, starstruck eyes then come the lies. Dark clouds roll in and the tide takes my life.

Being dropped along the side of the road left alone.
Feelings of being watched I look over my shoulder.
Only to see your outline but no soul.
A cool breeze licks my tears
......... you never...
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Wishing fo an eternity with you but everytime I look your way your back is turned. Reaching out longing for your warm embrace only to slip and fall through a cold soul.
Non existing to you and no longer to dwell in this hell. I choose to bathe in my own blood.
My soul will haunt you.