

(Source: SoundCloud / Proto-Khan)
You ever wonder why they call it “falling in love”?
maybe cause you can’t get out?
If your looking for poetry, I’ve run out of poems,
I may look lonely with these bridges burning but the world was cold.
I am terrified to move, for fear if falling apart.
I can feel your soul, your spirit,
reaching out for mine,
I can feel your voice on the edge of my thoughts..
Like a lullaby I thought I forgot the words to,
I can feel you,
I just can’t embrace you.
Painting your pains and placing blame on an opposite face won’t change the choices you’ve made,
but you dont need me to tell you that,
i’m sure its repetitive, missteps playing against eachother like its competitive, no hope in correctiveness,
I guess i can relate,
Got so caught up in running from my suffering that i sometimes forgot about other peoples mindstate, but you know what they say,
One Track Mind,
Its been awhile since I’ve caught myself wishing i could back track time.
(Source: SoundCloud / ProtocalOne)