• Shake up my world

    by  • July 21, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Waxing Poetic • 0 Comments

    I want some violence I wanna Feel its sting I want something to stir up my world I want a reason to run a reason to be free the past is gone the violence has ended but i’m still flight or fight and nothing to defend it
    If I run do something insane if i go with this whim ill drive him away I love him so much but what can i say this is killing my spirit it used to make it blaze
    i’m not asking much just a little more play im not asking for little when asking him to stay i know im a mess i get his complaints but i just wanna breathe i can’t stand this pace
    I’m always in a rush Always so worried Always on eggshells always waiting
    For things to get back to how they were or to something better
    I can’t enjoy anything anymore cuz i’m so tethered I miss the storms I miss the walks
    I miss the anticipation The little talks I miss the jolts of the promises to be had I miss what I’m holding in the palm of my hand
    It’s so hard to grasp when i’m juggling the demands

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