We danced toward
each other's wounds

with gentle step
and touched inside

and now the bleeding
has resumed

and all this blood
is hard to hide.

I'll sing of all the ways I miss you
and how this sorrow came to be
the verses, lies I should have whispered
the chorus, truths in harmony.

The melody will break the silence
and call your broken heart to me
to be repaired by love unyielding
to broken hymns in minor key.

And I'd give up forever,
To touch you

And I'd give up forever,
To see you

And I'd give up forever,
To tell you 3 words


I
Love
You

There is nothing

                               But darkness

If you cannot forgive

                                              Yourself

The beauty of eyes
When examined too closely
Is a disaster

Unless you're very lucky, one day you will look into the eyes of someone you love and know with all your heart, and find absolutely nothing familiar there. And you will never find any of it again. As if they've just gone. And there must be reasons, but you will never know them. You will only endure their consequences.

Isn't it ironic,
how we tell others to stay strong,
yet we cant do it ourselves?
Everyone seems to think
I am the “master” at
solving problems but,
I can't even figure out
how to solve my own…