I can not find the light today for the tears of my life have found me. Waking and breaking me into a thousand pieces again…. And again. This storm that I fight is to strong. To strong for me to fight alone. There are no words to be said no more paint to be bled the damage is done…. I’ve never been a happy boy always a dark wandering soul… Forever searching for that place to call home, always running from the darkness inside. Pushing those away that could stay if is let myself heal…. I don’t know what heal is anymore maybe I never did. A life time if disappointment has lead me here today… Alone again with my paint and words. The tears of the purple moon and I will cry and wash this day away… So much sorrow and regret. So much pain from things said and unsaid… To much for one heart to bare…. Strong enough to stand by my side??? Strong enough to watch me tare down these walls again and again till the boy inside is left weeping, fragile afraid if the knight. These days of pain and rain I can do without… Me and the Tears of the Purple Moon.
A life in limbo