Years have passed since I awoke on that dune
Time has showed me nothing but regression
Scorched to the bone everyday by the morning tyrant
Frozen to my very core by the queen of the stars
Cacti spines drink my blood to quench their thirst
But I am still breathing
My heart pumps out more blood than I could ever lose
The memory of your smile stokes my inner pyre
Tones of love going from your heart to mine blow the smoke off my flesh
Never shall I be consumed by the sand
For I am never truly lost
Because I have your heart as my compass
And one day it will lead me to my oasis

Nativity
Innocence
Corruption
Transgressions
Depression
Dreams
Aspirations
Hope
Failure
Devoid of the light
Dysphoria
Hopelessness
Death
The book is written
Every chapter completed
Who shall tell this story
A story of a lost child finding nothing in the darkness
The Sun won't because he was never respected
The Moon won't because she doesn't want to be reminded of him
The Earth is far too busy to remember such an insignificant story
No tears were shed and no memories were kept
Only prayers uttered were ones of blessing from the worms
Nothing left now except for another forgotten story
Forever riding on the back of the wind
This is the tale of the story that was meant to be forgotten

Force that can never be stopped
Foe that will defeat you in every battle
Unlike humanity, it never dies
Healer to the masses
Harvester of souls
Never slowing down
Never speeding up
Perception let's you feel it at your own pace
But don't try to control it
Because it's the only thing you can truly waste

Many moonlit days and nights have passed
Yet I remain on this dew covered hill
Singing my ballads of lonesome and woe
To the only love I have ever known
All she's ever given me is a porcelain tan
Maybe this love of ours is broken
I crave the solar guidance as a demon craves a soul
Everyone is right, the times are changing
And it's time for me to change my direction
I shall willing embrace the cleansing burn of the sun
Hopefully there is something left other than ashes

Hearing a psyche shatter used to fill me with rapturous delight
Leaving nothing but a cheerful laugh, as I sink further into the smoke
But living as a silhouette has lost it's ephemeral comfort
No longer does this shroud provide security
Keeps getting thicker and thicker, but the sense of safety doesn't seem to come back
I can feel it seeping into my mind and forcing it's own reality
What am I
Am I cunning or am I timid
Am I controlling these people or am I a slave to my flaws
Is this an exit or another artifice
Should I wait for someone to save my humanity
No
You may be able to part this forsaken haze with your sweet breath
But I am the only one who can expel this poison from my lungs
I will not fear my shadow any longer
It shall be behind me, where it belongs
Wariness is what I deserve from you, but that too shall blow away in the breeze
And when the smoke is finally cleared, I hope you will look to see what remains
I pray that you will like whatever I am

Oh little girl, lost at sea
Won't you please come back to me
Everyday I search the shore for prints made to fit your feet
Everynight my heart emits a warm, loving glow to lead you across the cold, salty deep
Hopelessly I sit, letting my tears douse the fire of the sand
Beautiful brown eyed girl, how long must I wait for you to come take my hand
I am beginning to think you forgot about your lunar eyed mate
No matter, I shall wait happily on the bay, until my funeral date

Sentenced to the sea until it is no longer salty

A ship and a box are all I have to aid me in my journey

Inside the ship, is a boy

Stained by the brine that pours from his mind

Forever dripping from his colourless eyes

And leaving his skin in the same condition

Inside the box, is a hundred pulsating shards

They once formed something beautiful and harmonic

Now a tentacled mass controls the rhythm  of my blood

No longer do I yearn for the safety of home

Even if my boat shatters like the muscle in my box

I shall have no fear

Because I will learn to surf