My persona seems that of a blank book,
No words to give yet to be made,
Plain on the out side not worth the first look
But the pages of my mind are screaming not to let them fade

My thoughts lay plainly in invisible ink,
Wait for someone to try and read
They're afraid to show for what people may think
Still you believe someone with a pen is what I need.

What I need is a blind man to the words I can't say
Someone to connect with beyond the visible
Someone who will wait for the end and stay,
And with you, I might have finally sound someone capable

Ive never felt more secure being alone than being with us
You're always there but your absence is the only thing I can trust
While my tears wash my pillows
I can count on you not to know
But I guess that's just the way it's supposed to go
Your arms are supposed to be the most familiar forigne place I've ever been
But just when I start to forget them- they come back again
You're the only stranger who's kiss can ground me
The only ghost who's seldom smile I beg to see.
I'm screaming to the Gods almost every night
Begging not to be the only one in the fight.
And then I hear my phone ding,
And I forget why the **** I'm writing this thing.

I want to be loved again.
Or maybe even for the first time.
I want the love of a blind man to the soul
Where two minds hold hands
And smiles meet in the dark.

I want you to love me like that
But I fear you speak a language I don't understand,
And the words that now make me smile
Will send my neck back into the noose I once knew.

I don't know what love is
But I know it's far far this
My hearts become too fogged
So I can't see the intentions in your eyes
I'm terrified of my blind lust for your heart
And my desire for you too want mine.

I want to be loved again
But I fear that with you it's just pretend.

His touch sent chills through my spine
Like I was posessed by the devine
Not a child like the rest
Oh to a man my body  confess

Strong hands but not a wicked grip
No longer a juvenile attached to my lip
No this is not some 16 year old affair
Oh to a man my body I swear

He'll reach me why I know not of sin
and i'll let him with a grin
No he's not a child like the rest
Oh to a man my body I've confessed

He was my whole world
With him my future was furled
Yet my soul felt there was something a lack
Of what I couldn't find a fact.

My wandering heart began to stir
For another planet I began to explore
But I couldn't find anything like the world he gave
Though what I found I began to crave

The new reminds me not of the old
It makes me feel things that couldn't be told
My mind no longer chained to the ground
To no ones planet am I bound

I rest now a moon in the sky
For I told his world goodbye
Now it be just me and I
Searching for what makes my soul fly.

I hung her from the ceiling of a stairwell.

Looking down on two lovers pressed together
forced to watch upon her soulless sinful body,
as it allows foreign hands to mutilate her morals.
The arch of her back from being limp and lifeless.
Tears fall from her face,
each kiss tightens the noose.
The two mistake her tears as paralyzing pleasure.
She grinds her body to his hoping to become one.
For if they are one, is this truly wrong?
She envisions wedding bells,
hoping that her delusion will forge the knife that frees her.
She truly believes her breathless state is a result of pure ecstasy.
Unknowing that the further down his hands go,
the closer she comes to the grips of hells fire.

The rope breaks crippling her life

She falls to her knees suffocating.
He takes advantage of her weakened state,
her tears bring him joy
Breathing falls flat as he leaves her there
Hopelessly she grasps at his ankles
Screaming as regret cuts her wrists
One step at a time the vision of him disappears.
As her body cries in the corner,
Her soul lies in a pool of red regret
I‒

She, died in a stairwell.

Our souls were intertwined
Lying in a pit of darkness.
You point out a constellation,
To me the sky remains blank.

All I see is you
All you see is what’s beyond

The Earth drifts from the Moon
4 centimeters each year.
You drift from me
4 days each hour.

A year, an eternity for planets,
A day, an eternity for us.