BAF P4NR

you're the reason i use the snooze button...extra sleep please and thank you

Ears to the Sky, Eyes Elsewhere

Even in the beginning,

Before any were sinning,

Before sin was in the world,

Adam was lonely

without a girl.

She herself wasn't enough

By herself.

But then

Neither was God.

The first Man walked and talked with I Am,

But he still felt lonely and unfulfilled

On an 

empty, 

perfect planet.

So God, in all His wisdom,

Created a companion.

Someone for conversation and understanding.

Because really how can an artist interact with a painting

Or an actor with his actions on stage?

The Creator is not the same as the created,

So He can satisfy some needs,

But all are not satiated.

I need to seek out more spiritually

But i won't drop the candle that's leading me.

Because i can hear His still quiet voice in the darkness

Leading me home,

But i'll still feel

lost,

cold

&

alone.

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i suppose i shouldn't be surprised that high highs

come with low lows

every mountain has a valley

and no man flies without saying hi to gravity

me and physics are getting physically closer

like how my tears are getting nearer to the bottom of my face

sitting here in the dark as i have countless times before

this time i see a metaphor

for my life to be, 

alone in a room

instead of the groom of a wife to be

but then i suppose this is called release

and catharsis is never free.

Learning to Swim

i would like to say
that these have been the best days since i've lost you
but it simply wouldn't be true
mostly it's just business as usual
with little hunger pangs
and random spurts of sadness.
im nowhere near depressed
but i do smile a little bit less.
the other day someone said i looked somber.
i've never been called that before.
but i've been feeling that way just a little bit more.
this hasn't been as easy or as hard as i imagined.
lost love, i suppose, isn't really something to be fathomed.
until you feel 100 leagues under the sea
without the slightest bit of buoyancy.
im on top mostly drifting on a raft,
but times do come when im drowning,
drowning on the past.

Pretty Lady (Or Retch)

the very thought makes me sick to my stomach.

nauseous at

the fact that

you aren't mine

and could potentially be

someone else's

"pretty lady"

A Moment of Weakness

This train of thought

Is gonna leave me derailed

Like a lawyer

Tryna find himself

In a job of retail

I'm Phoenix Wright, right?

So my Phoenix Righteousness

Should be like the dust

And all over me

Unfortunately

It seems it's finally

Got one over me

Has me hostage

And my kidnapping

Comes complete with a holding fee

That I honestly

Can't afford at the moment

Life seems like a bitch now don't it?

Mine is lonely

And I don't even own it

I want to

Know about ya day

But I can't say so

Because my pride always says no

And a part of me

Couldn't take it

If you were really doing fine

Spending time doing other things

When we used to talk online

I'm confused and conflicted

Had my ice cream and i licked it once

Before it fell on the ground

Now I know I can't pick it up

There's a Lost

Without Found

I highly doubt

There's any coming back

So I just gotta brave it

And be ready for these attacks

I keep clicking on your picture

Like it's gonna say hello

And even as I do

My logic says hell no

But that's OK

Or it'll have to be

It's a lot harder then I thought

To make you the past to me