Somebody call Ben Affleck
We got phantoms in this *****
This endless haunted mansion
Their presence pervades
No company
In this lonely labyrinth
Only phantoms
The only figures resembling humanity
Are the corpses of those before
Who couldn't navigate this torturous structure
And of course, the masquerading phantoms
My soul they aim to puncture

I tried closing my eyes
But I just kept running into walls
I tried sleeping through it
But I just sank deeper into the basement
When I attempted to join the phantoms
You were there
You waited until I was hanging there
On the rope
And eviscerated everything
Lycanthrope
The rope in shreds
Your heart then fled
Leaving me alone again
Lying in my exhausted blood
The phantoms sensed my desperation
And took advantage of my disorientation
So I ran to the darkest recesses of the basement
To retrieve my blindfold and sledgehammer
But is my hammer powerful enough?
Will visual impairment abstain the trickery of ghosts?

I put Sisyphus to shame
With the determination I utilize to demolish these walls
But the phantoms are devious
They ***** new facades
Thicker, sturdier, with odder textures
I destroy them all the same
It just takes a bit more time
And time means nothing
To a man who's sole purpose is knocking down walls
And cowering from apparitions
Yet a man means nothing
To a time ruled by phantoms

Gazing at you I trip.

The harder I gaze,
        the more I dream about the cosmos
        lying beneath the theatrics of your face;

The harder I trip,
        the more I weaken my knees to witness
        those zodiac signs reversing in pace.

After one solitary foxtrot
of the world around the sun,
I was taken by a gentle storm
to a secret bonfire
between a forest and an ocean

wherein nobody knew me
but the briny taste of the breeze,
the tight embrace of the nightfall,
and the familiar depth of your dimples.

Neither of the broken constellations
nor the remorseless rocks along the shore
were a picture perfect. None of the
language of apologies concurred.

But the sand was alluring us to stay
with the gestures of our lips gambling
an invitation to be sewn together;
a sin so unforgivable yet so prudent.

Two love birds in a tree,
Please stand by me.

I saw you in the hallway,
With all of your friends,
And everything around me moved in slow motion,
The girls think I'm crazy,
I kinda agree,
But it's hard to be cool enough whenever you look at me,

And I can be immature when I'm lying on the floor,
Photoshopping us together like I'm all yours.
But you just learned my name,
And I think that's kinda wack,
Have you seen my sweet shoes and my new backpack yet?

Somebody tell you why this hurts so bad,
Why can't I find someone like my dad, (I love you dad)

Why can't you just see what I see,
When you say I'm just a friend, you tell me I'm just friend,
I think I could make you happy,
But you say I'm just a friend,
So I'll be that
But I don't wanna be just that,

You probably think I'm too young to feel this way,
To you I'm a crush that just won't go away,
So even if you move on and have a happy life,
I promise I will pray for you, 'cause I'll be doing fine,

See I can try to be mature like nothing's really wrong,
But you probably know I'm faking by the time you see this
And I don't mind saying how I feel, as long as I stay true and keep it real,

Somebody tell you why love takes so long,
I think I'll just watch Reba with my mom (yeah)

Why can't you just see what I see,
When you say I'm just a friend, you tell me I'm just friend,
I think I could make you happy,
But you say I'm just a friend..

Do you ever just have the
biggest ******* crush on
someone ever and you just
know it wont work because
they're too old or you're
not good enough or they
and too attractive for you
so you pretty much spend
what feels like eternity
having the explainable
feeling for them until it rids
of the small bit of heart
you have left until you find
another person to have the
same ****** feeling towards.

I'm sure everyone alive
Has heard of Father Time
Well, he and I were once the best of friends

Until I reached the ripe old age
He up and gave his soul away
When he saw our friendship near its end

Always had him by my side
Where we both had the best of times
Sometimes I wish we could do it all again

But something that I failed to see
Was Father Time grew old with me
As surly as this old man lives

I'll just have another slice of cake
As I give another year away
Holding tight to the memories of what we did

Thinking back to the time
When he was a good friend of mine
But now a days who am I trying to kid