Is this all a dream or did we actually get married in a virtual chat room game thing?

Let's conjoin our bodies,
become one and the same,
one hug,
lasting forever.

Let's listen to one song on repeat,
rest your head on the car seat,
make sure that it's not 1994,
even thought we are in different cities.

Rush me to the hospital,
take me to the ER,
save me from the waste of a human I'm becoming.

Giving me the love I threw away,
giving me everything I've lost,
I am grateful.

Messages in bottles cannot be screenshotted, right?

Forward the messages from your phone,
direct them to the back of my mind,
make sure it's something I'll never forget.

All my choices are things I'll always regret,
as you sleep in his bed,
I let it get to my head,
all the sorrow and dread,
I've ever seen,
no spirit in the waves.

So slowly,
I'm breathing.
So slowly,
I'm living.

You are more than my schizophrenia

Closed off,
with brighter days,
I waste myself,
with no bucks left.

Cold times,
colder waves,
i save myself,
yet nothing's saved.

Just washed away,
that's all I am,
nothing I ever said mattered,
to you,
and to me,
cause that's how we used to be,
one person,
yet two.
We were the same.
and still so different.

Cold times,
colder waves,
you run away,
yet stuck in the same place.

Just washed up,
that's all you are,
tired from,
your old guitar.
Just help me,
and I'll be pleased,
please make me feel,
like I'm at ease.
One person,
yet we're two.

Worn lies,
that hide your face,
just slow down your pace,
you're still in first place.

Is this real,
or am I high,
would you be,
oh so kind,
and be just mine.

Unhappy,
with no hope,
I save myself,
and nothing's saved.

Lost, broken and drunk,
lost, broken and drunk.

I tried watching "City Lights" once but all I could think of through out the first five minutes of the film was about the time you used your flashlight cause the city lights were out

Fuck this city,
I won't stay in it,
these streets are so narrow,
as we're passing by them,
on Friday nights,
I can barely remember.

I swear I meant well,
when we yelled and we shouted,
our love was ignited,
I thought it went well.

So hurry once more,
don't want to be on my own,
oh no,
I don't want to be on my own.

What a summer,
endless bummer,
cause now I'm all alone.

I swear I meant well,
it didn't go well,
I swear I meant well,
I'm sorry for the living hell.

Will the white board still be white once the colour of the markers successfully blended in with the board (Are you still a "white board" once you get influenced by the people around you)

I sit around just wasting my days,
thinking about your selfish ways,
so I tried to write a poem about you,
but it keeps being about the person I once knew.
Innocent face,
you just walk with such grace,
yet you are a mess,
ruined in a slow pace.
Trust issues is all you have,
so you blame it on my behalf.

Journey,
through my,
shattered dreams of my love.
Journey,
through my,
past if that's what you want.

I hope you know that I loved you,
and till this day I swear it's true,
but I want you to move on,
cause of all the things I "haven't" done.

You know when someone asks you what you're thinking about and you don't want to answer but yet you do it in a poem(happens all the time)

Round we go,
around my thoughts,
of the nights,
we never spent together.

Founded emotions,
on paint and ink,
smudged by napkins,
forming a blurry portrait.

Through the eyes of enjoyment,
I try to figure this out,
but I would never be able to make up what you're going on about.

Poem written by B.L.M.

My depression, and my anxiety are dating. I'm a third wheel and they take me everywhere they go. I'm always a third wheel in the theatre, restaurant and I'm the best third wheel when I'm at home. All by myself.