Drifting What could I ever do When I've nothing left to say Not the slightest clue Of how we drifted, fell away I can't start to express These things I've long since said It's slow, loss of interest Is the love we once had dead?

Unknown Pleasures A fast, rhythmic pulse Sparks erupting by slight touch As you breathe, exhale Softly, gently, words into my ear A place of deep, primal longing Skin grazing, stroking, swelling Desires once buried, hidden deep Now shining in the pit of your eye The deep, black hollow of your eye Unknown pleasures in full lush

Mindless Where is my mind? I think that you'll find It's drifted away through space and time The land of the lost, nowhere is divine Sometimes you just need some space Inside a small room in a faraway place No windows and locked doors, in a corner Then the walls cave in and get smaller Where is my mind? I think that you'll find It escaped while it could and left me here behind In this room with no windows, what's not the other side? A horrific beauty or a great catastrophe? Sometimes I think I need out Looking for cracks in these concrete walls Faultless with no seams, sit in your corner Wait for your demise as the walls get smaller Now, this is what they call safety!

Isolation~ Joy Division In fear every day, every evening, He calls her aloud from above, Carefully watched for a reason, Painstaking devotion and love, Surrendered to self preservation, From others who care for themselves. A blindness that touches perfection, But hurts just like anything else. Isolation, isolation, isolation. Mother I tried please believe me, I'm doing the best that I can. I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through, I'm ashamed of the person I am. Isolation, isolation, isolation. But if you could just see the beauty, These things I could never describe, These pleasures a wayward distraction, This is my one lucky prize. Isolation, isolation, isolation... (I did not write this)

Learn When Enough is Enough With hatred you've just flung at me, through insults towards him and I You've tried to design and hone your words to hurt Well, have I got some news for you, your spews are simple, vulgar views The effect they have is nothing more than petty The past we shared was hardly there, and not once was it worth the pain Hatred, anger, sadness and all the rest I've moved past the harsh joke of us, and found a cleaner, innocent lust For the one I can never get off my mind The feelings I'm caught in now are strong and they're all worthwhile So move on, let go, and stop this