Circles

(Sorry guys, I know this is a bit long and looks more like a letter but felt that I need to try another less constructed style on this one) Sentences, phrases tv sets, footprints on yellow kitchen floors, I smell brown hair, legs curled between mine, just laying there. Hold her a little bit tighter as I green her innocent indulgence,wishing that self-betrayal will stop screaming I’m a coward again! Hold her a little bit tighter as I can see the pain she will be going through, This is not me. This must end, the excuse, I’m stronger now thank you, moving on, blue skies, but soon color fades as I’m bleeding in rooms where only me and demons are free. Road stops, last rounds, empty bars, smoke, fat women,yooouuuu fucking drunk! Turning weaker and weaker and weaker as I watch them dance,smile, pass,make-up,telephone; weaker and weaker lonely and lonely. This can not be me. Another comes along, Sex confuse the hart, a social handout, the start of a friendship, let me stay, confidence returns,I’m feeling better now, thank you. Yet desire and ambition overwhelms my need as I use your weakness to fake my daily smile while preparing to move on. This can not be me. Sentences, phrases, tv sets, footprints on yellow kitchen floors. Hold her a little bit tighter as I green her innocent indulgence,wishing that self-betrayal will stop screaming I’m a coward again! Hold her a little bit tighter as I can see the pain she will be going through. This can not be me. This must end, here’s an excuse, I am stronger now thank you, moving on, blue skies but soon color fades………etc etc This is me. Stop it! I cry out load! Just stop it, please stop it please. But this will not stop until the day I find you! MV