Your smile was my everything,
The target for which I aimed,
Most lovely lips I’d ever seen,
Your body as great as name.
The jet black hair, Cloud sapphire eyes,
My treasure hunter seeked those gems,
Palpable love kept for such time,
At that moment I saw them,
I fell apart,
Pure beauty,
Hit me like a dart.
Blue moon on the sea.

Younglings, you must dance,
  .  .  .  Bask in the river of days,
Water streams with light.

Its hard to be sure what you really want
One tiny mistake can illuminate everything you're not
The squeezing of your heart begins to take hold
Somehow you forgot everything you've been told

You look at the past and all you see is the troubles you've endured
You feel the need to escape them, so you have your pedal floored
But the more you repress the tighter the compression on your heart
For nobody truly knows you, and if they did, they would part
You always get thrown away, but you never change your tactics
Because in those moments, when someone thinks you a beautiful find, you feel ******* fantastic

You're a shuttle soaring from star to star
But mostly you live in darkness
Hopefully, someday, you'll be able to stop this..

I was sad.
So I told them.
I am sad. I said.
Is that so? They said.
Swallow these. They said.
So i did.

I was still sad.
And I told them this.
It's no better. I said.
Is that right? They said.
Well try these. They said.
And I did.

I got anxious.
I told them.
I am scared. I said.
You oughtn't be. They said.
Take this. They said.
I obliged.

I felt nothing.
So I told them.
I feel empty. I said.
Oh good. They said.
We're glad to help. They said.
And I sighed.

I'm sorry
That I text you
At four a.m.
When
I
Can't
Breathe
Because of
Anxiety attacks.

I'm sorry that
I can't make serious phone calls
Or order at Subway
Around the corner,
Even though I know
I like thinly sliced turkey
And chipotle dressing.

I'm sorry that
I forget things like
Birthdays and middle names
And I'm sorry
That I don't know how to
Kiss.

I'm sorry
That you think
When I don't take a compliment
I'm fishing for you
To keep going,
Because in my rotting skull
That option
Isn't even possible.

I'm sorry.
So sorry.
That if you're
Nice to me
I will never
Ever
Believe you
Actually like me.