Surreal lady who wears a frown into her beauty
She said, "it's so much more if you feel empty"
Her riches made her think that life is sad fundamentally
Her religion makes it worse and now she's trapped in apathy
Taking long naps will not save her from personal aches
She is confused in nights and wide awake in days
Thinking if praying could cure her non-bleeding wounds
To her, romance is secondary and it is what she wouldn't found

I taste rusting windows and warm tequila
I smell permanent markers and rotting tomatoes
I see distorted faces and doctors turned dealers
I hear broken CDs and internal tornados

I am the bones in the reapers dead hands
I am the creature clawing at your back
I am the carnage you cause for a couple grams
I am the voice that haunts the insomniac


I am a black hole

You planted a seed in my heart
A seed we both nurtured and
It grew to be a beautiful plant
Bearing precious fruits that
We enjoyed in our everyday life

You came into the home of my heart
Like a pet... So beautiful and so cute
A pet that cuddles my heart
Like every day and every night

The storm of life blew
Our fruit bearing tree fell and
Ripped from its roots
The heart's cute pet is gone astray
Leaving the heart in dismay!