Mom and Mrs Easen's operations scare the fuck out of me. That will probably be me one day. To think, I could lose the very ground of my life at any moment is overwhelming.

Seems that's a reoccuring theme in my life.
Finding my safe, then having it ripped from me. Hopefully, this instince can prove me wrong. I have a blistering headache, but I've become accustomed to these, so I won't say anything else about it.
I am so beyond tired, I don't even know why I'm still awake. I could hardly hold my eyes open during a movie earlier today and that was at four p.m.

I walked into the house for dinner tonight and I saw a shadow from the corner of my eyes so I turned around quickly and said "hey sarge buddy" but I quickly realized, there's no way and what I saw was just a mirage of what I'm missing.
Good to sound crazy infront of my family. Ha it's okay. My dad will probably never be the same. He's really different now. It's weird so much changes from something to isignificant in our whole world's problems.

balancing on one wounded wing.
simply the edge of the never ending
the best of the vanished marvels have gathered inside your door.
more than begin less than forget,
both spirits born from the not happened yet.
gathering there to pay off the debts brought back from the war.

we thought we lost you, we thought we lost you.
we thought we lost you, welcome back.

sleeping for years, picked through what is left pieces that fell and rose from the depths.
from the rain water well, deep as the secret no body knows.
less than forget but more than begun, these adventures in solitude never done.
to the knees of our wombs, we send the same blood back from the wars.

we thought we lost you, we thought we lost you.
we thought we lost you, it will all come back.

I know you want to
Run far away from one more
And that it’s comin’ at a bad time
Some cold place
Heartless ways
For all we know

I know you need to
Breathe through
Come back
Come too
But it’s comin’ at a bad time
Tangled day
For all we know

I know you want to
Run far away from one more
And that’s comin’ at a bad time
Some cold race
Heartless ways
For all we know

I know you want to
Breathe through
Come back
Come too
But it’s comin’ at a bad time
Old scarred face
Survivor’s guilt
For all we know