Life without you would be hell.

If only my heart would ring a bell.

Tell me I need to find new.

To look anew.

Life without you wouldn’t be well.

It would for sure be hell.

Now I’m being troubled with writers block.

If only I could listen to Bloch.

But no.

I should know.

Nothing will fix this.

For life isn’t a bliss.

I miss you.

My life is blue.

Without you.

Everything is crap.

And that isn’t cap.

(Sorry to torment you, mostly trying to keep my 1+ writing a day???)