Blame me for what I am, for I am
Give my faults grandiose, for I am
Strike me with my insecurities, that I have
Comfort me with words, that I am . . . not

Every now and then, You caress my feelings with agony
When I lost sense and you, your harmony
You see pass through my efforts to see yours
that wrecked sanity's control when emotion pours

I tried to save us from life's disease
That brought us both to a power tease
We left the world to build ours
Now ours driven to ruins, lost in sudden hours

Crippled from the wars that have passed
The sooner it ends, Numbness I've grasped
For what kills me lies beyond physically
For it costs me my sanity, my mind, my mentality

It has been known, I am a sensitive man
But with you, I learned its better gone
Cause the mind fears what lies irrational
"Die emotions because you leave me suicidal"

I wanted the world to know
about us while we fly
through
the places the world can show
and wonders hidden in sight

Birds of a similar plummage
take flight ever so jointly
however
A crow's hide differs to a sage
yet both saw past it blindly

I wanted to take you to parts
thats a mystery to your mind
but
Your comfort was with your art
to stay in a zone, while in fear

My patience for you is long
but even it will be consumed
because
Im a free bird and wanted to explore
while you wanted to stay: I got bored

So I told you Id take flight
and let you be in your comfort
You wanted me stay
but
I dont want to be grounded since the day I learned to fly

So I flew.. alone

I loved how you told
someone
how you've spent summer
with me
feeling like it was winter
but
I have already told
everyone
how we were
past four seasons

Oh wise genie of the lamp, hear my plea and grant thee;
These wishes of no grandeur that could set my mind free

I wish to see, again, the timid smile that covered those glistening whites
when I slowly weaved  my fingers through those ebon spikes

I wish to watch the sparkle that those narrow eyes set in secrecy
As we exchange stolen glances talking about an unlikely similar history

I wish to be called first when your mind speaks of chaos
and traverse in your thoughts up until the new sun arose

I wish to venture back the vastness and emptiness of space
as we laid the earth and awed at the starry night’s daze

I wish I haven’t met a familiar illusion;
of a mirage of oneself from a broken mirror’s reflection

I wish things were just like as before
when we knew nothing more than a mystery to each other

But alas, these wishes remained as a desperate persuasion
For the genie only gave one and I used it to wake up from this delusion