Alcoholic

A Boy With Roses

Seeming to believe in your bravado
I pray for healing
Happy you're in town
I suppose, you're self-aware
And it seems like I'm broken now 

Me and my head
Flicker as I wander
Through the rose garden
Waiting for you

I come back to the centre
Thanking you
You're the man I dream of
The only one
My father in a web of misfortune 
I come back to the centre
Waiting for you 

With no rigid concept
I set myself free
Reminding myself of summer
Drowning my sorrows 
If only you knew the pain I feel
So tired
But you don't understand 

I'm tired of love
In this house, this genius house
I block you out
Say I don't love you now
To be one
A cure for boredom
The mess I sow
Gone now
Gone now. 

  • Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 9th, 2024 17:09
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 8


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