posted on Dec, 8 2018 @ 12:58 AM
This is something I wrote a little while ago.
Is this goodbye
Or a new hello
Acid and distraction
When statics push
It comes to shove
Did we think we'd really find
What it was
Our hopeless hearts
Had tried to leave behind
So we wandered down
The highway singing
And the highways signed
By walking victims
And half the time
My Ringing ears
In silver chains
The Velvet burns
Disguises get
cast aside
It's picturesque
And Hollow graphic
Monkeys must be caged
So Raise a glass
Incase we cant
Replace the days we threw away
And never ask the question
Where is that place I've always chased
But never seen a mention
Second guess till nothing's left
The very best of bad intentions