LalalaLove.

Ever held your breath while driving over the Belleville bridge? or any bridge at all?Hoping that possibly the wish you make in the process will possibly come true, or your questions will be answered in some way or another. The feeling that all air in your body has escaped and your seconds away from losing your life. and when you breath after the 120 seconds of the trip over water, you feel like your head is going to float right off your body, and disappear into the clouds like a helium balloon. This is what love feels like, at least, I think.

Blind.

They more I try, the more I'm denied.
They give me more time, they plead for more tears.
I die inside, I cry and cry.
They let me down, when I'm picked up.
I feel the ground, It's cold, and slimy.
It's how I feel, as you pull in the reel.
I'm not sure what's true, as long as I rue.
The lies are told, I am withhold.
I can't stand it, you call me the bandit.
I'm a thief of life, mine, I cannot strife.
I'm done now, can't see the sun now.
Blocking you out, the only way to live my life.