Crooked Teeth

i used to have such a lovely way with words, decietful at times
but hell i knew my way round the field
you know how to speak, not with your heart but with your mind
and i dont know how i feel about this
lately ive been illiterate and straight up foreign to you,
like we speak different languages
and when youre around my head spins and ticks and pounds
i wish my heart would follow along........
we used to laugh til we would cry
and cry til we would laugh
the lack of playfulness and color is sinking in and quite frankly
its getting to me
and i know its getting to you like a fucking cinderblock to your head
breathe in, out, slow
where did all of our innocence go?

its whats i have not can not and will not accept.
lookin back to the past my eyes get heavy and my mind overcasts.
i cant accept the shit ive pulled, the emotions ive fucked,
and the people ive driven down into dirt.
on my knees im breaking down, just know i loved you when i hit the ground.


i am running out of reasons. take this how you will.