Falling, the water envelopes me,
I am in the middle of all,
silence, darkness,
life, death,
warm, cold,
waves crashing against,
eroding, washing away,
slowly but surely.
the tides, like marionettes of the moon
endlessly flowing,
rising up to fill,
draining away to empty.
Waves like an army,
conquering all,
I am standing on a beach
watching the waves
to never cease
the windswept caves
the hole-ridden rocks,
created by destruction
calm, chaos,
there is no difference but,
the Sea

When goodnight
No longer means goodbye
And I can sleep
Inside your arms

When the world
No longer tries to keep us apart
And we are
Safe from harm

When our tears
No longer fall like the rain
And the sun smiles
Down from her dome

When we live
No longer separately in life
That is when
I will be home

they are searching for recognition in the fear of the night.
“look into my eyes.
     do you see my desperation,
my need for hope and love?”
     they ask, grabbing at everything they can
to pull themselves back up onto something they can call stable.
     each level of their being is cracked,
breaking down slowly until only rubble and wishes are left.
     one by one,
their friends leave,
     their pieces of laughter trailing behind
like the wants that are so often forgotten by them
     until only the two are left, side by side.
their trust is so deep, so old
     that even the mountains cannot understand the foundations laying there.
they hold hands, looking into the night, fearless.
     “we will conquer this fear,
this loneliness,
     this anger,
and we will triumph in the end.
     We shall live a dauntless life,
an adventurous time.
     Together forever.”
Strong and beautiful.
     Eternity

She said she can't love me back,
She was already broken,
She said she likes me
But, her heart has already be taken.

Hearing this my heart crys a bit,
And a tear roals down my cheek,
My heart was ponding rapidly,
It felt like a Boulder in my chest.

I was thinking why would he do that,
Cause I have never seen a girl like that,
Such a beauty inside and outside,
Holding her hand is not less then pride.

Some part of me was happy to know this,
And some part of me didn't want to know this.
Somewhere I was thinking this shouldn't have happened to her,
And I was praying to god to give her what's best for her.

Will the sun ever
shine over my head,
Or the clouds will
always be there,
For, I am now tired
From everything
And now I hope
For nothing.
I lost my will
Somewhere in my
Journey
And I don't know
If I ever will found it again.