Sunflowers

Turned to the bad things

I love the burning of alcohol running along the trails in my throat.

Drugs as they give me dizzy passion.

The trip takes me away from all the confusion you cause me.

Night drives with the tunes turned all the way on full blast,
Mind gone and I'm out of control.

But I couldn't give less of a fuck.

Because I have my friends beside me giving me a good time

And other things to keep my mind away.

But then when they leave me alone.

I think about you.

About how perfect you are.

Your soft skin.

Beautiful smile.

Your lovely personality.

I have fucking fallen in love with you.

And you have yet to hurt me.

And now I can't stop thinking.

About how you could be mine.

But I'm scared.

I'll loose you.

So I push you away.

Even though I love you.

So instead to forget you, I turn to the bad things.