What has this world done to you?
O wanderer, O rolling stone,
With the solitary of an oyster,
With the heart of gold.
With the gleam of a shining star,
With the sagacity of old.

You could dance with the mermaids of the Bristol Cove and dine with the Lions of Tanzania.
You could make the brooding bears laugh and the queenly quokka cry.
You could make the stars shine brighter and the harmonies of the hills louder.

It was indubitable that your charm would, spread in this chasm of insanity and monstrosity.
You let go of your harmonies and your songs.
You soaked up the evil as a sponge would,
faded away like some fabled city of mythology.
Tell me, rolling stone, where did we go wrong?

Where did all of that charm go?
All I know is I miss you so.

This mind is clouding up with clouds so grey,
These eyes are raining for you again.
This heart is desperate for you to stay,
But the Sun has to leave anyways

Stay away, honey.
For behind the rustling trees,
Something terrifying lurks.
It won't let you breathe,
It won't let you run.
The leaves will whisper,
Your ears will burn.
Your heart will shatter,
Your mind goes numb.

You will start to believe,
The whispers as true.
When the animals,
Eventually chime in too.
You will try to run.
You will try to scream.
But it's all inside your head,
And won't stop till you bleed.
Bleed to your death.
Lay on your death bed.

But you'll still be alive.
Because the death is in your mind.
Finally, you'll break free.
Run as fast as you can.
But a hand will emerge from behind the tree,
And pull you in again.
Back to the madness,
Back to he vain.
You sit there helpless.
You can never flee again.

They say opposites attract.
The opposites that I regret.
She wanted to leave but I wanted her to stay.
Spent the nights alone but she made my day.
I stayed calm while hearing her shouts.
I had full trust but she still had her doubts.
I wanted her to stay but she wanted to leave.
I was filled with love but she was filled with deceive.
They say opposites attract.
Now I can’t get her back.
I stayed quiet but she had a lot to say.
Late night conversations after a single “Hey!”
I was shy but she carried clout.
I stayed quiet but she was loud.
She went on and I had to grieve.
I gave up everything and she received.

They say opposites attract.
In my case, they just tore me apart

Your eyes are a vessel.
People are allowed to tell you
what to see and place in it.

Your eyes are a vessel.
To contain your pathetic tears.
Shut up and keep them in.

God forbid that vessel breaks
and unforgivable tears
Flow out your mouth.

Some people like to
break themselves
like I broke
this
sentence,
for their fantasy of
meeting someone
who will
fix
them.
But you won't need
fixing at all if
you don't
break
yourself.
Why do you need
your other half
if you are a
whole
yourself?
Broken is not beautiful
unless you are rules
or spaghetti.
Tape
yourself.
An d I'll b .e
her e tap
ing th.es e sent
enc ,es.