Brandon

There are flecks of gold in your eyes
I could drown in your smooth skin
The wind cradles your voice and sends your sweet message to me........
you see me through open eyes not stereotypes
I was alone before i met you now I'm better off dead!
(yea i was kinda angry towards the end...)

~I can fly (without wings)~
The wind brushes my cheeks telling me it's ok
The cold bitter air shakes me into a numb silence
The cuts on my wrist tell me it's time to go
I jump...I fall...I fly
I soar above the roof tops
I touch the milky Sky
I fly without wings or worries
My soul Burns with the desire to touch the ground but i cannot
I'm lost forever
An Abandoned shell of a girl
forced to roam the world without love, without substance, without...You