It was fun at the beginning
Our bodies,
Consumed by alcohol and drugs
A deep sense of intimacy,
Derived from our compatible nature
We quickly became creatures of the night
Causing chaos,
Entertaining our limits
Laughing in the face of embarrassment

Though suddenly everything changed
The language you spoke became unrecognizable
As if the words leaving your lips were not your own
I wondered hopelessly how this came to be
How your heart and mind separated from your body
How our schemes lost meaning

I know that I cannot save you from yourself,
From this impending loneliness you so desire
Or the overarching fear of falling in love;
Of love's inconvenience

So I begin my descent
Deep into the walls of my own depression,
In a last chance effort to save myself
From failure,
From euphoria,
...From love altogether.

This heart in my chest,
It is beating again
Each note strikes with sharp conviction,
It's rhythm unscathed
My lungs work exhaustively
Each breath taxing
This song is composed for a single man,
For a man who cannot assume it's worth
So soon this melody will fade,
The powerful beats will subside,
And I will begin my search for another victim
To muse it's apparent flutter.

I was shown the world through a creative lens,
One where superpowers were real
And laughter was endless
Somewhere between the innocence and experience,
Life happened
The hero's began to fall
The sun forgot to rise
Soon, imaginations were misused
Actions misguided,
Though faint memories of juvenility remain--
The undeniable feeling of believing in something amazing
Of something beautiful
And I remember,
For a fraction of a second, I remember what it feels like to be *free

We are taught to look around us,
At the radiant sun gently falling beneath the surface
Or the wrinkled edges of an elders laugh lines
We are taught to look around us,
At the child whose laughter fuels our freedom
Or the motivational poster claiming "You can do it!"
We are taught to look around us,
At the lives of others
Or the destiny in which they have fulfilled
We are taught to look around us,
And maybe that's the problem

You lay to my left
Your body,
Cold and motionless.
I trace my steady finger across your spine
A sensual motion,
Ignored.

I consider how it was before this moment
You once wrote me of happiness;
Of pleasant intimacy
Yet you choose to lie against this chilled, defaced wall,
Rather than within my tender grip

It must hurt
To feel so alone in a world full of people
I wish to show you love,
Spontaneity,
Passion.
But we both know you'll be leaving soon,
And the world has no time for lessons of love

Your heart is my playground
Your body, my mission
A sinister touch,
I've marked my position
This child of night,
I am your musician
I'll play you a song
Of my own volition

Love is not love
For if you are near
Happy men
Riddled with fear
Your mind is sharp,
Your hair a mess
Please give us his heart
As it beats in your chest

It is becoming clearer, now,
That the burden of time is essential
For if we had no limit,
We would have since learned nothing
Thus,
The general disregard for indispensable knowledge authorizes a sense of lunacy
A familiar place in which dreams do not exist
And failure is a past time
To surrender to such commonality,
Is to have simply died without living.