You came along when I was drowning.
You pulled me out, reminded me to breathe.
You held my hand until the morning,
Until I’d calmed myself and suddenly felt free.
Your smile, it shone more brightly than the sun.
Your soul was made of constellations,
Guiding me to you.
You pulled me in, not knowing what you’d done.
I came to you, you were my shelter in the raging sea.
You pulled me to the sun, and told me “Breathe it in.”
I breathed fire, and flames danced across my skin.
You took my hand, you taught me fire doesn’t always hurt.
And I believed, and the world became a blur, leaving
Only you, and only me, and the two of us together.
You turned me into a flame, but then you took my breath away.
Now I can only burn when I’m with you.

Long, handwritten letters that you wrote with an old dip pen, that is what I like.
Not lines scribbled on the computer screen, where I can’t see your soul or feel your essence.
A single daisy that you picked from a garden, because it made you think of me, that is what I like.
Not a huge bouquet of neatly wrapped flowers, too colorful and smelling of lost identity.
The simple thrill of our hands intertwined as we watch the waves crash on the shore, that is what I like.
Not a dinner at an expensive restaurant where we both feel out of place and can’t talk with our hearts or feel with our souls.
The sound of your voice saying my name, filled to the brim with love, that is what I like.
Not a ticket to a concert of some band, where I won’t be able to hear your words, drowned out by the sound of a thousand beating hearts.
The innocent smile on your face as you see me, or hear my voice, that is what I like.
Not a movie, where we will be too involved with the plot to spare time to care about us.
So, I beg you, keep those grand gestures for someone who thinks they’re all that matters.
And to me, and this is all I ask, to me, please give the little things that construct the fabric of life.

I warned you on the very first day,
That I was broken and damaged.
I gave you a chance to run,
But you whispered “No, I’ll stay.”
A week later, I warned you again.
Showed you a few of my cracks,
Thinking, this time, for sure, he’ll leave me
And go away…
But all you said was “No, I’ll stay.”
I’m warning you again now,
That I’m broken, damaged, held together
Only barely by safety pins and duct tape,
Trying to be my own hero, but without a cape.
You’ll need to be patient, and kind,
And remind me you love me sometimes,
Because I never loved myself, and I didn’t even know
That others could love me before I learned to love me.
You’ll need to teach me, how to breathe the happiness,
How to feel the love, how to stop the insecurities
Bleeding through the cracks of my soul,
I’ll let you be my saviour, but I need you to teach me this all.
Because I never really learned myself,
And no one ever really tried to explain it to me.
And I was lost, and always alone, never really seeing the light of day.
Until that moment when I told you to run and you responded with
“I’ll stay.”

I may have been made of stars once.
I may have been a constellation,
Bright and beautiful,
And infinite.
I may have been a guiding light for lost souls,
But now my soul is lost,
And I am only empty stardust.
But I look into your eyes and I see a constellation,
Guiding me home.
My home are your arms, strong and gentle,
Keeping me safe, from the world,
And from myself.

Eyes as grey as a nostalgic sky,
Lips as red as the burning dawn,
Hair as dark as the midst of night,
And a smile that puts flowers to shame.
The stars have left the sky and moved in your eyes,
The roses shy away from the beauty of your red lips,
And ravens wish their wings as black as your hair made of night.
A smile fit for a queen, though you wear no crown.
But a crown makes no difference, for the queen hides within.
A look in your eyes, that leaves them all staring,
Mouths agape, uncomprehending of your beauty.
Your smile, so sweet, so tempting, yet so dangerous,
Could sink a hundred ships and drown a thousand sailors,
And they would gladly embrace death, having seen you before they die.
An angel, perhaps, escaped from heaven,
To bring us your heavenly light.
To bring us your love, and give us safe haven,
And open our eyes to see the world bright.
Far and wide, they’ll go to look for you,
Seeking something that pure and true.
With eyes of sky and stars,
With lips of burning sun,
With hair of night’s silk,
And a soul woven of starlight.

The colour of roses,
the colour of blood.
The colour of passion
that comes like a flood.
The colour of my heart,
painted by you.
The colour you won’t notice on me,
no matter what I do.
The colour of her lips,
and the marks she leaves
on your skin.
The colour of the original sin.
The colour I feel,
so real it hurts.
The colour of my unspoken words.
The colour of her dress when she twirls,
the colour of your cheeks when you look at her.
The colour I hide when
it sweeps over me like the tide.
But it’s not the colour that tells me
I can’t be with you.

I see your skin.
I see your scars.
I hear the cries you shout toward the stars.
You think you’re alone.
You think you’re insane.
When everyone leaves,
You just look for another vein
To cut open and bleed on the tiles.
You’ve forgotten how to smile.
You’re not insane.
You’re not alone.
Let me help you wipe those tears.
Let me help you get back on your feet.
Let me help you throw those blades in the trash can
Out in the street
So your skin will never again bleed.
You’re beautiful to me.
And if the others can’t see,
Then let them be.
They don’t deserve this peek behind
Your carefully built and painted blinds.
Let me help you find hope.
Let me help you find love.
And I’ll send out your words
To the stars up above.

Burn it to ashes and stare at the floor,
until there’s nothing left anymore.
Bleed it all out, bleed out the pain.
Flip the switch, you’ll never feel it again.
Let it all go, like everyone does.
Forget who you were, forget what once was.
The days will pass, the memories will fade.
Soon you won’t even remember what happened that day.
Take the ashes and spread them wide and far,
Because even if you forget, there’s no way to hide from who you really are.

Broken angel wings, burning in the sky.
Little angel don’t you cry,
though your wings will never fly.
Broken body hits the ground.
Not a whimper, not a sound.
Clouds gather, gray and dull.
Their rain is like a breathless lull.
You’ve fallen now, your grace you’ve lost.
You fell in love, you paid the cost.
For love, you said, I’ll give my grace!
The tears are streaming down your face.
But you will live, safe from harm,
a human life, in the embrace of
loving human arms.

The colour of the clear sky,
the colour of my dreams.
The colour of the sea that goes on
as far as the eye can see.
The colour of the horizons you chase,
the colour of hope painted on your face.
The colour of your eyes,
like deep mountain pools.
The colour of the voice
of the playing ghouls.
The colour of innocence disarming.
The colour of your thoughts so charming.
The colour of rain
on a hot summer day.
The colour you feel
when the spring leaves sway.
The colour of peace, a colour so true,
it fills me every time I look at you.

Put me away,
Lock me in a box,
Erase me from the canvas of the world.
**** me in your mind,
**** me in your heart,
Oh, how you wish you really could.
See me fall down from the rooftops,
See me burst in flames and burn to ash.
See my blood coloring my lifeless skin,
You think, how sweet it would taste, that forbidden sin.
What am I to you?
Another plaything to occupy your time,
To be discarded in the trash when
Your need for me is no longer there
To keep me alive.
Paint my lips with my blood,
Draw a smile on my neck,
From ear to ear,
And let the happiness drip down from there,
Falling in a puddle,
Only to disappear.
You think you’re powerful because you can
**** me
Time and again
But you’re not.
I’m the one who’s truly powerful
Because no matter how many times you
Take my life away
I will always be there
Inside your head
Burning as bright as a phoenix.

The stars in his eyes,
the stars out at sea.
The shadow of wings
that no one else can see.
You’ll hold him close,
and keep him warm.
Together, you’ll wait out
the thunderstorm.
And one day after he’s fallen,
he’ll come to your door.
With a smile pained and broken,
he’ll say,
‘I’m infinitely yours’.

I stand tall,
and behind me is all
that I went through,
everything I survived,
but wasn’t meant to.
Behind me, all the shadows of the ones I knew,
and me and you,
and what we used to be,
believing in the lie that we were free.
And all those people, who wanted to break me,
who tried their best,
but couldn’t even shake me.
And all the ones who hurt me
with the lies that they would never desert me.
They’re all behind me now,
left in an old, wrecked battleground,
refusing to accept, what goes around comes around.
And while I’m fighting new battles,
they’re still in the aftermath of that battle,
with me,
the one they lost,
the one that counted the most.
You’re living in the past, I’m looking in the future,
I have long forgotten that behind me lies a dreary picture.

Tears roll down
from my eyes,
inside my throat
a scream dies,
I'm sick and tired of hearing my cries
for help,
when I know that without me you’re doing so well.
Your face is so near,
but so far your embrace.
I’m tired of trying,
it’s all just a waste.
And love can be sweet, sweet, yes, or sour,
like the beautiful leaves of a poisonous flower.
I’m here, in the night alone now I stand,
learning to live on my own once again.
It’s cold now outside,
myself I must hide,
so the others won’t see
what I’m feeling inside.
These feelings are still
like a blossom that kills,
with an innocent look,
but if you touch it – you’re hooked.

Everything seems like a lifetime away,
I crave to see it in my sleep,
But when I close my eyes I’m dead awake.
The memories, so bittersweet,
I’ll never let them go.
They burn and hurt, and make me weak,
And yet I crave them more.
But all the lies, and all the pain,
I wish they’d still be here,
For in your eyes, that warm green flame,
I knew you would be near.
And in a daze, I call your name,
Your silhouette, it disappears,
As the memory of that soft green flame
Makes me prisoner to my tears.

Today you left, and a part of me left with you.
Not a sign remains that you were ever here.
And even though the burning
void inside me’s telling me I miss you,
I still can’t quite believe that dream was real.
You left again, and from my mind you now are fading,
and I’d give everything to feel just for a minute that you’re with me.
Just for a minute… tell me that the dream was real.