Coffee, to be able to wake up
Pills so I can sleep
Cigarettes for the brutal anxiety
Alcohol for “fun”.

No,
No,
No,
No,
I only love you
These things are but *******.

Our mouth a telephone
Our view of the world moving pictures
Our reason a radio  
Our mother, our father a CPU.

No,
No,
No,
No,
I only love you
No,
No,
No,
No,
I only love you
These things are but *******.

Though…

I’ll bleed
I’ll sweat
I’ll cry.

These things are but *******.

I’ll bleed
I’ll sweat
I’ll cry.

These things are but *******
The whole world is but coke.

Capital,
Attire,
Art,
Pride.

These things are but coke
I love you so
I love you so.

Morning coffee—
You are what you wear when you are alone.

#Braveryisbreakingalifelonghabit

Utterly defeated;
the glass has lost every ounce of grained filled sand.
The questions remain, the answer the same—
A mere loss is but a lesson to learn.
As pieces are puzzled together,
the nakedness isn’t too bad,
for what once was bitterness repeated;
is now freedom an experience noted and heard.

Are you it, who kept, keeps calling wolf?

Wildly, blindly, a blind child may be
Who am I to say, who am I to blame

Are you it, who kept, keeps, calling wolf?

Throw the first rock; you’re stuck up
Glass castles tend to fall to pieces easier

Who are we together, we kept, we keep calling wolf.

Disagree, belief; your naked clothing
It is a piece of the puzzle, which is growing

Could it complicate me less, could it compliment me less?
As the pieces fall the heart calls

Animals, animals who keep calling wolf.

Are you everything you say, everything you do?
You’re missing out on a detail— you are you.
The thoughts; the desire; the faults; the fire
Is this you, you are you.

Are you everything you say, everything you do?
You’re missing out on a piece—you are you.
The thoughts; the desire; the faults; the fire
It this you, you are just you.

Kept, keeps calling wolf
Wolf,
Wolf,
Wolf,
Wolf.

The board is prepared,
chess piece by chess piece
lives regarded moreover disregarded.

It is a battle;
          it is a war,
                    fates against fates.

They clash, they soar, they roar.

Sheep and lion,
                    prey, predator,
                               is this all?
Not that it has to be, a chess piece
does not have to be merely a pawn.

Move your queen, move your king— your heart and soul.

Imagine, imagine; a drop of water is a world of its own,
a single snowflake a universe.
The time it took for its descent,
stars came to be, and planets forged.
From bacteria to man, in its lapse.
Nothing is ever what it seems to be;
there is always more than the eye can see.
Imagine, imagine; a starlit sky, the seeds of stars plucked,
planted across the sky to grow.
A star glows as it ripens,
it is consumed by the eternal dusk;
one little night amongst the stars that lit the sky.

Would you ever believe such a story?
It is profound but magical, isn’t it?

Dear protagonist, it is the antagonist writing a simple letter,
I am devoting myself to explain my faithfulness,
The only way I can, my love, for you to appreciate,
I’ll ruin the world, to prove my worth,
I’ll be unpleasant because that is the one path I understand,
How else, how else could you ever hold me?
It is not ballad humanity will sing,
However, please do consider; whom else can ever fathom my desire?
Ruin lies at our feet, fate and destiny is not ours to keep,
If I but for one moment could see your scarlet eyes, I would,
No river,
No god,
No queen,
No king,
No mountain,
No slaughter,
Would stand in the way of my pure black heart,
If I could see your smile as I fall,
As the world is victorious,
As I am imprisoned,
As I crumble,
As I fall,
At least I could see you once more,
There is an orchestra performing when you use that golden tongue of yours,
It is a pleasure; it has always been,
That the demons whom haunt me, you and you alone can control,
It is a paradise, my love, to be the wildfire you extinguish,
May hellfire consume me, as long as the last glimpse,
Is your face, protagonist, this is my faith, my belief,
I do love you, now, let me fall, further than ever,
Though never further than you can reach, my heart.