Tonight i'm lonely,
My demons are screaming
And reaching to hold me.
Show me the deepest,
Dirtiest,
And darkest parts
Of your counsciousness.
Let me see the twistiest of your thoughts,
The monsters and horrors,
Who left these cracks.
A star shines the brightest
Only when it starts to collapse.
My demons are calling my name
Trying to mess again with my brain.
Let me peer in through your ribcage
Where there is that empty space,
From the girl your gave your heart to,
But never brought it back to its place.
Tell me how a sinner like her
Could ever deserve a saint like you.
How i'd crave you to be mine too
But i promise, neither i,
Are worth your time boo.
So leave me here with my demons
Before you see
It's nothing like you ever
Imagined it to be.

You say you love the moon
But who are you tryinna fool?
Because with a hair so fun,
I looked like a sun.
I knew you weren't talking about me.

Was it
The floating black clouds?
Or the passing fresh breeze?
Maybe was it the roaring wind
Along with
The flaming old-gold color sun?
Yet it sure was the splattering cold rain,
I often caught in his glance
That could describe him and his pain.
His hair was careless
His behavior reckless
But his eyes hopeless
And his kiss tasteless.
The world’s illusions
Submerged people into confusion,
Deluding him who often had hope
To cope
With love and living.
But as all the things breathing
It too dies with the moments
Leaving people in all kinds of disappointments.

Maybe
I would let you hold this power drill
To make a little hole
In my skull.
From where flowers
Will for hours and hours
Bloom, sprout and flourish,
But that only your love can nourish.
Tonight,
While I’m waiting for the daylight
I have an inkling
And start to wonder if what I’m feeling
Is not an illusion
I’ve had in the mirage of my confusion.

As I walked towards the future
Things seemed clearer.
What if I stopped here?
Would it mean the end is near?
I so wish I could tell you
How much it takes from you
To chase the inexorable;
So ineffable.
Let it be a pair of sweet eyes
A pleasant demeanor,
A complicated thing
Or a silky string.
Nothing I would let be
To take an ounce of me.