To Be Honest

Breaking up ain't easy for me the ends less like hell its more like purgetory my lovers heart is the art of an untold story my mind soaring fukk of over romanticies memories of you and me my friends tell me to let it be but i can't you brought me to my highest peak and its not fair I can't breath withoout you next to me you're my air and do I dare share my nightmares of nights where whe she couldn't fight fair hoping to find a women who might care as much for me as sneaker head cares for their nike airs and my dreams might tear...away from reality my mind drifts drastically writting dramatically everything that I drink to forget as I drink my regrets I'll admit that its hard for me to see lifes purity and clarify less clearer things with murky crystal balls and unforseen destinies the past is just testing me but don't mind my mind as I try to stay sane with these words of mine is the question mark on her oh so special heart just a blaitent reminder of things that'll never be mine as I start to understand all of those lines from those sad songs like how this house ain't no home and how there's no sunshine once she's gone and I know that some will call this emo but maybe by my next poem I'll have moved on but for now I'll tell you how I feel and I promise to keep it real