you don’t know what it feels like
to read and write by starlight
i wrote a play it seemed right
to entertain the moon
space is quite a lonely stage
it turns its starry spotlight gaze
down upon me floating here
with nowhere else to go
darling girl, don’t you know?
i don’t feel satisfaction
when i tell you you’re my world
and i don’t see nothin’ happen
when your lips form empty words
and i’d rather watch from far away
to see how blue you really are
cause even though i’m lost in space
at least it takes my breath away
you tried and tried to make me fear
but it’s so lovely way up here
past the cellophane wrap atmosphere
by the window pane where the glass is clear
and the stars are so bright
and your touch is so cold
but the rocket fuel fires keep me all warm
cause i don’t feel satisfaction
when i tell you you’re my world
and i don’t see nothin’ happen
when your lips form empty words
and i’d rather watch from far away
to see how blue you really are
cause even though i’m lost in space
at least it takes my breath away
i wonder if you’ll miss me
i wonder if you’ll want me
when you’re all alone and it starts to snow
will you think, think of me
or maybe when it rains
and you don’t like the taste
will you start to cry with me
or will you stay the same
Oct 29, 2020
Oct 29, 2020 at 1:27 AM UTC
you point out the moon
but your fingers are begemmed
i don’t notice it
Oct 29, 2020
Oct 29, 2020 at 1:19 AM UTC
I’m so tired of changing my mind about you
She told me you never went stargazing, now is that true?
Didn’t you know I was crying that night by the pool?
You were telling me all ‘bout your day and how we looked so cute
Heavenly bodies collide in a gentle embrace
My eyes start to puddle with sundry stars like a lake
A fervent wish, but they streak down the sky like it’s too late
Mockery slides over me, they reflect my mistakes
Is it true? Is it you?
Did the inky blackness blot out what’s written?
Cause the stars we can chart
But we can’t predict who’s listening
Tell me, darling darling sparkling diamond
Do you really love me?
I’m trying to figure it out on my own
I’m so alone
You’re on the phone
I’m so alone
What will you say if I tell you that I don’t remember
How it felt when you held my lips in a kiss last December
May I falter May I fall, or will you say I wrecked it all
Oh love, don’t you know you’re wrecking me?
Is it true? Is it you?
Did the inky blackness blot out what’s written?
Cause the stars we can chart
But we can’t predict who’s listening
Tell me, darling darling sparkling diamond
Do you really love me?
I’m trying to figure it out on my own
I’m so alone
You’re on the phone
I’m so alone
Can you hear me
Can you hear me
Can you hear me
Can you?
Somewhere in the sky is a place where I’ll go soon to die
Did I do enough for you?
Am I worth enough to shine
When you stargaze alone in the mirror
Will you choke through the tears, “she was always so happy”
Or will you cry because you’ve realized too late that you’ve killed me
Jul 30, 2020
Jul 30, 2020 at 11:55 PM UTC
He touches my hand
In another dimension
Sea nudges the sand
Apr 20, 2020
Apr 20, 2020 at 4:01 PM UTC
when my heart begins to break
i soak it in the rain
let it taste the bitter cold
and shiver wide awake
Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 12:05 AM UTC
deliciously ruined
poor little human
crying her eyes out in hurt
remnant from great things
image of great kings
kicked up by wind like the dirt
they say who you are is deep down within
but i’m right here, can’t you see
it’s disgusting
one can’t devise the nature of light
without all the ugly to shape and define
so please don’t blame me if my soul’s
a bit dusty
moonbeams are just dead skin glowing
who we are 's just dead skin going
on and on and on again
to a place where the night-lights never end
moonbeams are just dead skin gleaming
who we are 's just dead skin screaming
over and over and over again
why won't the night-lights ever end?
it's funny how the things that are odd
creepy and macabre
are the things we dare call the face of God
if we end up gone
for once just be wrong
seek beauty in horror you stumble upon
write them in poems
a lyric of song
and throw off the angels by singing along
moonbeams are just dead skin glowing
who we are 's just dead skin going
on and on and on again
to a place where the night-lights never end
moonbeams are just dead skin gleaming
who we are 's just dead skin screaming
over and over and over again
why won't the night-lights ever end?
it's funny how the things that are odd
creepy and macabre
are the things we dare call the face of God
and when all is said
everyone is dead
so why won’t they call me a moonbeam instead?
if i’m a moonbeam
and you’re a moonbeam
why can’t a moonbeam be the face of God?
Apr 10, 2020
Apr 10, 2020 at 10:05 PM UTC
Moonbeams are
Just dead skin
Glowing
Who we are 's
Just dead skin
Going
On and on and on again
To a place where the nightlights never end
And after all is said and dead
We're gone
It's funny how things that are odd
Remnant creepy and macabre
Are the things we dare call the face of God
Moonbeams are
Just dead skin
Gleaming
Who we are 's
Just dead skin
Screaming
Over and over and over again
Why won't the nightlights ever end?
And after all is said and dead
We're gone
It's funny how things that are odd
Deliciously ruined and macabre
Are the things we dare call the face of God
Apr 2, 2020
Apr 2, 2020 at 3:34 PM UTC
Wishing wells dry up
One, two, three mirages
A hidden reservoir
Apr 2, 2020
Apr 2, 2020 at 12:51 PM UTC