I know this is right because you love me for my wrongs
Once lost in this massive scary world
My hearts found where it belongs
Warm and safe in your arms I now lay
I fall more and more in love with you
Day by day

I know I'm not prefect
Sin after sin
I could write a whole ledger
But where to begin?

I am a poet
That's lost all meaning
Words come together
Like a child crying, screaming
Dreaming of a way to make these words feel new
I am a poet
That doesn't know what to do
Writings not the same
It just feels different
Maybe the passions been tamed
Or maybe I'm just different
I am a poet
Or maybe I'm not
I used to write loads
Now I can't write a lot
If you were to ask me what I am I'd tell you I forgot
Am I a poet?

This river of pain bends and winds
I shouldn't have jumped in
Where were the signs?
Dragged by the current
Drowning in my sorrow
Lucky if I ever see tomorrow
Begging for air as I get dragged down deeper
Why does it feel like it's getting steeper?
The rapids of anger?
Waterfall of death?
Will I ever get a chance to catch my breath?
Try as I might to swim to the top
I feel close to the approaching drop
Begging, praying to escape this muddle
Clawing, fighting, this river wont beat me
I cling to dry land and what do I see?
The river of pain was only a puddle

You're everywhere in this garden
I cant escape your sight
Your the grass by the path
The Moss on the stump
Leaves raked up into a little clump
Algea on the water
Adding life to never-ending blue
Even the depths of that void cannot contain you
For you lay upon the riverbed
Dancing with the stream
You're the weeds in the cracks
Poking through my drive
You embody life in every single way
We'll miss you come winter
When your influence fades
When life feels ghostly
So we wait until spring
And watch you bloom again
You're the colour in this garden
Green Green Green

You're sad
Yet happy?
You're the sun
And the night
No light can escape
But you shine so bright
You're trapped in a loop
And still on the right track
Though one step forward
Is one step back
From our understanding
What we believe to be true
No colour in the world could ever describe YOU
So be the in-between hue
Be Zima Blue

You dance like the burning embers with fiery passion
Though never leaving the fire pit you burn bright and bold
Letting everyone you come across know you're there
Sporadic in nature, never truly tamed
Destructive as all hell
But such a pretty and warm sight
You're a crimson red flame burning down the night