Can I tell you my secrets
Can I feed you my lies
I don't belong here, it doesn't feel right
Let me escape into the night
While you look into my eyes,
Let me die at the knees of your shrine
I don't know what I want
But I know it's not to hold this light
Let me run, run away tonight

My fate, the blue face
My stomach turning to the sick pace
The tell of the end
As my heartbeat goes,
My skin turns
Say goodbye for me
As I should
Say goodbye to me
If you could
Let me rest
Let me go with ease
It was never the morning
That made me sick
Born to rot
Here with the return of the sick tongue
Everyday ******* in the death of tomorrow
Through these poison lips
**** me before it does
**** me before I slip
And I am taken without consent  
I feel it coming
Say goodbye for me
I want to say hello to the end

He loved her, of course.
But more important than that,
better than that,
He chose her.
Day after day.
Love is easy.  
Choice: that was the thing.

And, one of the hardest things you can learn,
is to leave what wants to be left,
when it is not your choice to go.
Love.
The feeling is what you own, not the person you've attached it to

Thinking it's over, but I'm too numb to cry,
Staring at nothing, leaving my worries behind.
Banishing fears so that I can design
A new hardened shell, an impenetrable mind.

If they can't get in, they can't pick apart
The vulnerable thoughts that connect to my heart.
They look from outside, watching my work of art.
They push off of me to get their head start.

I know how I work and I know who I am.
I have no agenda. I don't need a plan.
When my thoughts got clouded, my problems began.
I hate the word "love" and I don't give a ****.

I hate that they use me, corrupting my brain.
But I'm only human, and I can't complain.
With so much to lose and nothing to gain,
I'll show you a difference. I'll drive you insane.

I'll tell you, from inside my new hardened shell,
The emptiness I feel won't compare to your hell.
So I'll fade away like a bee in a cell.
Am I dead or alive? I doubt you can tell.

But I won't know the sadness of losing a love.
My mind isn't poisoned, a feat I'm proud of.
If you're looking for heartbreak, life gives you a shove.
The aching and suffering, I am devoid of.

Walking amongst the fog
I see nothing but my fears
Lungs choking on the smog
I have been lost in here for years

Seeing only shimmers of light
I'm struggling to find the way
I become colder and darker every night
Searching for the words to say

Unsure if I can make it all alone
Harvester of my own life and the seeds of death I have sown

When you first pressed
your lips to mine
my eyes closed slowly,
blissfully

The taste of cigarettes
and cheap mint gum
were strong,
like your hands on my hips

And when your lips pressed
against my sun kissed cheeks,
and then my dark curly hair
I felt safe

I felt small in your arms,
I felt warm against your chest
I left loved in your presence
and I feel cold in your absence

She felt okay,
Thats what she had said.
She said she was  fine,
When really she was dead.
But then she felt every emotion when he was around,
Turning the frown she possessed upside down.
So when she told him "i love you",
To his face,
He couldn't help but resist because to him she was "ace".

Maybe I try too hard rhyme..
             But that's my style.
Who are you to judge my flow
             Poetry is how I breathe.
If you don't like it you can leave.
But if you do, then you can stay.
And I will read it to you as you sleep
And pray that God your soul will keep
For staying for me.
You're what I need.
Thank you