i can only be me
and me feels guilty in a way
this crossed my mind for the past couple of days
excessive thinking of grim himself
has left me to wonder if i love him myself
i know i like him but also i know I'm wrong
dreams and songs and notes and difficult things
guilt comes over me like roses of love in the spring
its a day of embarrassment exactly what its for goal
accomplished like the mission impossible
crown me queen of fallen angels demons
falling for the evil audience
of his love...the one i love
the one with the hurt
the names labels and fumes
of death make a mess
of our relationship
when i know best
i cant put together the pieces
so your life does it for me
your so smarter than me
and i don't see how when i know
myself better than...everyone
excluding you
thank you for all that u do
i cannot compare nothing to how much i appreciate you
there is nothing i can do
to show it to you
so please take what i give
whatever i decide to give
but in my opinion there is no gift good enough
for someone that is so loved
not even my heart and soul
but its yours...for the taking