Guilty with myself

The best I can do is live with myself,

It's not forgiveness,

Wasting away under the shadow of guilt,

Do I ever look at myself with unaltered eyes?

The years go on, days dragging away,

I'm not changing,

Making the same mistakes that eat at me,

I've never really learned to accept myself.

Coming home

My love is like a boomerang,

I've thrown it out a long time ago and I'm waiting for it to come back to me.

I can't sleep at night,

I'm missing an important part,

The better half of me.

But I'm tired,

So come back,

You've been on your adventures for too long,

I can't keep defending you while you're away.

You're not a child anymore,

No more birthday cake to celebrate getting old,

Soon I'll be old with nothing but my aching soul-