Trespass

You searched your whole life For a place to belong Only to find You are still just a trespasser -Kel Dayheart

Cycling on Through

We circle the issue In this cycle of chaos Like a runaway carousel Playing our parts in this inhuman circus -Kel Dayheart

He was like a puppy hoping for affection

You, Sir Have stolen My heart And Sir? I want It back -Kel Dayheart

I always click With the wrong people And I'm not just Talking about love -Kel Dayheart

Crank the music box And let her go Don't wind too tight Or you'll never hear a sound -Kel Dayheart

Pain rains down upon Me. My whole world crumbles. Incomparable

He scribbled on her poems, wrong

It seems to creep Upon me in a sweep Leaving me to weep -Kel Dayheart

Everything you touch Turns to sterling When all you ever wanted was Gold -Kel Dayheart