I promise you Tomorrow The pain will vanish Just lay with me one more night With your head in my chest Or mine in yours. With a gentle kiss I will cease.

I want to constant white noise That buzzes inside my head to turn off. I need to screw the silencer on.

London is a busy city Full of busy people And busy minds. It’s a city of skyscrapers And scrapheaps. Fancy hotels And sleeping bag streets. It’s a city that’s always awake With its bright lights that call the world, The mosquitoes in the planes.

Can someone take me away. I don’t mean it in the sense that you grab my hand, and we hop onto a train to tomorrow. Nor do I mean it in the way that your lips do, when they meet my soul is taken away to a happier my beautiful place. Or by listening to some beautiful soulful singer. I mean away.

I will not cry in front of you. What’s the point. I don’t want you to see me weak, with my walls fallen on the ground. In hundred of pieces. Even if I cry for joy, you must not see it. You’ve seen me cry once, when I felt like my lungs had been pulled from my chest. My soul had be torn in two. I don’t want you to think any less of me. (How impossible that may be)

He is just killing love. One strand at a time.

I’m trying to learn to fly. They said using a rope is cheating.

She is both heaven and hell in one body. She was in fact heaven. A perfect embodiment of someone who cares, loves and is loved by the world. She was also feared. Because she was strong in mind and soul. She is now hell. Distant and away. Hot and cold at the same time. To a sinner, she is desired, because of what she used to be. Feared because, we know that eventually, it is inevitable we will met, and she will burn you for eternity.

Sunlight dances on moonlit souls The demons walk with me Breathing alone in this world I just want to cry But demons stop all tears Wait for summer demons say Let the world see what we did to you What you did to yourself A voice, a cry a final farewell I am here Today I am gone Tomorrow.

It tastes like September And the night I first kissed you. When I fell in love with you. And now I see you in every single person I pass on the street. And I dream of the night it is you and me in bed together forgetting yesterday and loving tomorrow.

Kiss Two people connects for a moment to an hour.

I have a thousand apologies to make, So please Let me say them.

You stole my blades In the middle of the night And flushed them down the sink You wrapped my torn skin up in rags And cleaned the blood away from the floor. But your forgot the pour my wine down the sink.

We all tell lies. Some of these lies are small, we tell them to protect others from the truth, because we love them to much and do not want to see them get hurt. Some of these lies we tell ourselves so that we do not have to face a truth we are not yet quite ready to see.

Let’s sneak out on the roof and smoke the cigarettes you stole from your mothers purse.