A tornado in my head
A stain in my heart
Swirling, squeezing, crushing
Smile upside down
Swelling pit of dread
Stomach hurts
Heart hurts...
Is it still there?
Or has the tornado's whippings
Corode the soft, colorful walls
Into weathered, beaten, and pulsing
Cries for help?

And even in death our bones will dance,
Swaying in a timeless beat

My heart I give to you
swelled and patched
lighter in your familiar hands
I cradle yours close to where mine
had rested, so heavy

After all the pain and hardships I've seen
My heart remains warm and soft
I did not grow cold or harden in the wake of seeing the ugly parts of life
However I find my heart more vulnerable
The pain in others evokes pain in my own as I listen emphatically to their self loathing
I understand the hatred towards the self
And the broken heart from an old lover
I have not grown cold over the years
I have become a sponge and an open dam
I let it in with open arms
And let it all flood out, uncontrollably

I am not one to be uprooted with ease
I find myself fairly grounded
Always thinking
Thoughts on a train with no stops
But then I'm sitting in your car
And the music's on
You look over at me
With eyes that make me weak
My mind quiets and all I see
Are your golden eyes
It's been a couple years
Of staring in your eyes
And still they make me weak

The kind of songs that sing words
Of deep meanings
Tearing your soul from your body
While repeatedly stabbing your heart
Over and over again
Making you feel more alive than you actually were
They make you cry of your existence
You become insignificant in the world
Yet all the intangible human emotions is so large and real
These are my favorite songs