Psyched Out
He stares at her picture,
the night dark in his room,
his hands are shaking,
hes phyced out, unsure what to do,
he thinks, what if he looses her,
and looses that adoring, happy look on her face,
his heart stops, he cant loose her embrace,
the tears fall from his fragile eyes,
they wont stop no matter how he tries,
they splatter on the memories,
she's in his heart, like words carved in emory...
she breathes his smell in through cloth,
his jacket held to her face, pressed over her heart,
her mind slips into the night,
the dancing thoughts have a nasty bite,
what will she do, if he goes away,
if she looses him, the thought makes her sway,
the tears spill down her cheeks,
shes crying so hard she cant even speak,
the thoughts in her mind remain so haunting,
shes phyced out, theres no way she can stop,
with every tear that falls her heart unlocks,
he's in her heart, like words carved in rock...
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