J. Matthew Thacker - MOVE ON

I am choking up
eyes drenched with hate

I'm trying to hold on
knowing that its all wrong

tick tock says the clock
its laughing in my face

My emotions fill in a hole
a black and empty place

I lay on a bed of needles
hoping that it will help me to feal

Here you stand
my heart in your hand

My fate you choose
its not you that will lose

You grip tight to my soul
its my flaw that you hold

The blood, it drips and it drops
but the harder you sqweeze the beating, STOPS




have fun while you are in love
for you never know just when it will slip between your finger
but dont hold to tight because it might not have room to breath and grow - J.M.T

J. Matthew Thacker

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