Words are all we ever whisper.
They lie in feint in our portraits.
As empty as they are...
Lot in minds of many.
Glued in thoughts and
Composed of lies.

Slowly hidden in smiles,
Smiles, with hearts miles apart.
Envisioned in our eyes days after.

With a stain in our hearts,
Our brittle little hearts slowly
bend in belief of happiness.

But as one might ask
"What is it that we are searching for?"
And with only words,
The answer shall be Revealed...

Someone asked me to draw
Draw what heartbreak looks like
I finally got tired of drawing a broken heart
And I started drawing you

If I'm the moon
Will you be stars
And keep me company
Even when I am dark

     If I'm the moon
     Will you be stars
     That let me stay
     Even if I'm different

          If I'm the moon
          Will you be stars
          Buring bright
          While I just reflect

               If I'm the moon
               Will you be stars
               Hues of gold, blue, red
               With my life black and white

          If I'm the moon
          Will you be stars
          Falling and shooting
          As I endlessly spin

     If I'm the moon
     Will you be stars
     That they wish upon
    When I make them loons

If I'm the moon
Will you be stars
When I rise in blackness
Will you stay beside me

You see the slump in my shoulders
the way I carry myself
the burdens of boulders
that threaten my health.

When you ask what's wrong
I pull up my guard
don't want your pity or sad song
won't tell you why life's hard.

So if you want to know
I'll bottle it inside
wrap up all remains in a black bow
and tell you I'm fine.

Endless wood
A hunted, perfect hare runs
Enjoying the day.