old cigarettes and southern bells.
he was the kind of guy thatd leave her bleeding.

loosing

she had to come down,
but from now on it was her against herself.
she had every intention of loosing.

for good this time

she knew your eyes were lying,
they were glazed over as you stared at your feet.

she watched his hand shake while he touched her chin.
the only thing they had in common now was the ground
they were standing on.
her mind had been made up and she
was leaving,
for good.

too careful

if youre too careful itll all get turned the other way.
stand there and breathe while you look to your left.
dont believe if they say the dreams have caved in,
believe if they say the dreams have flooded and
overdosed the rest of us.

the ghost in you.

an empty cup of tea while i wait to pull you out from the inside.
egg whites and a black mind.
tongue tied to say the least, your stutter made me shutter
leaving me trying to pull myself out from the inside.
all the papers lined the table
while i kept falling over.
he said, "angels fall like rain."
i gained my balance after my engined died
to tell you that the ghost in you will never die.
she wont fade.