I like this guy… we should pay close attention to whatever he’s ranting about 🙂
Love tears away at my heart and it leaves it bloody and raw
It knocks at my door but there’s a shotgun waiting behind that rickety door.
Too often has it opened but never has it stayed shut.
Happiness never stays
Happiness doesn’t appreciate my presence
It doesn’t want to see my face anymore…and it shows;
from one bonfire to the next,
my bums know no peace.
Am I ‘destined’ not to find rest in the warmth of an embrace?
My heart bleeds nothing anymore.
What more to shed when the ground has drunk 7 times its fill of my happiness?
What more to give when there’s only one bullet left in this rusty shotgun?
For the intruder or for my heart?
A fated adventure burning on the ground
Our plans barely made…
but here it is smoldering into the untethered future.
There are no phoenixes here…only isles of flightless…
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