Time after time. One thing after another. Not accepting human kind. Not accepting life. Not accepting the truth, but couldn't blame you. Tell me this is not it... The lack of understanding, worries thee. Communication is the key, but the echo is becoming further away. Come back, come back, please understand. Please repeat what I want to hear, hoping the lyrics are true. The plot is so unclear. So foggy I cannot walk through. Hoping it clears. However the fog holds thee like a prisoner. Told you, all I could. This beating heart is here for you. Pumping to see thou. Did not want any of that. Unable to control the twists and turns. Looking for the cure. Cause I actually wish I could go back. Sick of myself. But stuck on you. More worried about thou instead of thee. Wanting you to recognize my mind is racing like my turning left. Worried sick. Wondering if you are died or alive. Did you know- those feelings you have worry thee. In this life time I can not change the past. Holding me there. Wishing thou would understand it has haunted me from the beginning. Knotted up like a ball of yarn. My gut is telling me you are slipping away. The pain is enormous and hard to hold in. Bursting like fireworks. Boom, bang, covered with fog. Swirling around us, it becomes us. Hold me tight. Remember me of who I am and what you love. Can you cure this strain? Tell me how you feel. I just want to make it better.
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" I've never done a part two along with my writing. (Or taken more then one day to write something). So I am going to try it out. The first part was written, to help me get my feelings, emotions, and thoughts out. Does not mean life is like that. I would have to say that it was very well written. Here comes the outcome!"
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Forgiving thee will be tough. Letting you know I understand is important to thee. As expressed before- Told you all I could, unable to control the twists and turns. The unknown is leaking through. Wishing I could have let you in, on this unknown circumstance. Wishing I had at least some inside. Maybe things might have not been so strenuous. Our struggles prepare us to become stronger. We can and do recover from these silly conflicts. Glad we find peace, through the rigged times. Cuz' baby all that is ever needed is peace, love, and happiness will come along for the ride. As we are on our own ride, we learn more and more. New features pop above the surface. However none of these are new, just concealed by time. Every morning when you wake, thee looks into your eyes and that is when it happens. You say good morning and I fall in love again. As we lay in bed before the night ends, the passion surrounds us. Our connection is strong. Thee holds the feeling that might be just unbearable. Knowing thou grips onto the corresponding vibes.