The Pieces And Thoughts of a Scarred and Tormented Mind

Lost

This is hard to write right about now

I had a sleepless night once again

I could write about how I miss you all night and all day long

Inspiration was passion and you said you didn't doubt it

How can I help inspire those who need it when I need it myself

  I would call but I don't know what I could say 

I could bump into you but I wouldn't be honest 

I could try and talk but it won't help

 To ruin all the things that I love about you 

   I could pop a few more and you wouldn't have to think about me