Bittersweet Champagne Dreams
I’m still standing…
But I haven’t taken a breathe in days
I’m coming apart at the seams…
But still I remain here in one piece
Unraveled and undone on the inside
While tired and suffocated occupy my every conscious moment…
And creep along undetected and uncontested in my dreams
So all that’s left are these bittersweet memories…
Black and white at their core
Will it ever come to be again?
That my heart may quiet my mind, along with its dominant ever-growing philosophy?
Well, I guess I’ll see when I’m able
And a little more than shy of stable
Taken from my book,
A Milestone In The Middle Of Nowhere
