I watched you sleep
As my soul stared deep
Into your own.

Sleeping soundly
Breathing profoundly
You swore.

To be an angel
A beautiful stranger
Unknown.

Someone I owned last night
Someone I swore at last night
A sin we commited, just the two of us, alone.

To the few that can touch the sky!
To the few that are friends with the moon and stars!
To the few that can cover up their scars!
To the few that have a way to get to mars!
I ask you these; from the depth of my heart!
Do you miss the sand of the ground, when you try touch the sky?
Do you remember the rough stones, when you stare deep at the moon and stars?
Do you feel peaceful every time you try hide your scars?
Do you miss the beauty of the earth, whenever you go to mars?

i am not ashamed of the parts
you saw of me
you should be ashamed
of what you did with them

i never used to smoke
but since you left,
it’s the only time i can seem to breathe