Time is a starving god
And each year she becomes more savage
Her gluttonous face stuffing
My years drip from her cheeks
As if my slow aging is payment for my existence
I give a year to live the next
Turning life onto a sacrificial death
To appease an ever unsatisfied deity
A mindless consumer of the harshest variety

Under gods name I am saved,
Under gods name I am betrayed,
There is no humanity.

Whenever she opens her eyes, she writes poetry,
And with every breath, she pens dreams effortlessly.

Whenever she talks, the universe leans in to hear,
Whenever she thinks, she paints skies crystal clear.

Whenever she's near, my soul finds its beat,
Yet somehow, we're strangers, destined never to meet.

You're the sun I miss every night

A wonder seeker
Under the moons godly gaze
For the last time

self-deception gets
stronger, as i get older -
not any better.

only things true
are love and death
and loveless people don't die
they simply disappear