I want you to know how much it hurts
When the closest thing you have to love
Is in the backseat on the sand,
When your life is taken away
By your own ******* hands,
When faith is just a question you get asked about
You can only call it a myth.
I want you to know how I hurt
When you decided to send something
After he had finished,
When I felt like I couldn't eat or drink,
When no one was around to hear me scream at a blade
A friend I once called home, now back again.
I want you to know what this feels like
When you're like this someday,
Because when I'm gone
I'm not sure if I'll have much left to say.

stomach twists, your words the wringers
it hurts to know that's what you think
venomous thoughts linger
and i'm ******, but more sorry than anything
that i let you get in the way
of the plans i had made
don't let me ruin your big step,
man on the moon
you've got a huge rock to pursue
and i'm just the pebble stuck
in the bottom of your shoe
don't let me get in the way,
man on the moon
greater than any other passer-goer
you've made your statement
you're the one who wins the game
please understand that i'm lost
trapped under the gum
on the bottom of your shoe
oh, man on the moon
where's the stars i was hoping for
down hollywood boulevard
guess it was a lame excuse and wasn't true
my forgiven gratitude
for the man on the moon

bottled-up and loaded
shouts and cries are coated
over such pale skies
so hard to be worded
unforgiving curses
the sound of her voice, hopeful
but shot down
beneath me i have grief
i have sins
but none compared to that
of an inconsolable,
self centered,
thick headed monster
i am stronger than this
i am so much better than this
look harder towards the thin line
you can see i'm right above it
but such things
do not exist
when a world of love
disperses

heart's broken,
can't find no rest
sleep deprived
it's what i do best
lonely nights
feeling tight in the chest
counting on you
when i'm better off dead

lungs are a waste
don't do no good
you've got a vicious taste
unlike any woman should
have no faith
but in the eyes of those who would

power you're without, head held high
don't see no demons, no disguise
have fear to drive, kind unknown
a shadow you are, to those at home
feel free to leave, make no mistake
for you are not you, when time has changed

my lover, my kind
so sweet to touch
and eager to unwind
i wish to you
the fairytale
of a lifetime

a car with no air
can fit only so many souls inside
when one is angry the other cries
a family to be, a war to fight
hey, look at me, i made it out alive

the home i run to
once broken, now a shadow
i feel fear strike
but i always believed
that the grass was greener on this side
and look at me, i'm still alive

my breaths are shaky, quaking
just waking up to sheer screaming
these memories are what make men lie
and to know that her face resembles mine
makes me remember even more
and i realize those screams were most certainly mine
but, look at me, i'm barely alive

While i'm needing you
it's not a personal excuse
for being broken
it's just not worth it

And i've held up signs
that read between all the lines
but you see through
how is this the truth?

Bodies swell and bleed out
our hearts are there but our heads are lost
how can love fight
when all is gone in the dead of the night
we didn't die in vain
better yet, there's still courage to gain

My devotion has lost the need
to be a part of me
slowly falling but at the same time,
gaining speed
from when i was little
to now, i think i've come to terms
with how much i don't care
when i lost you, that's all i could spare

Hate, a word true to it's name
never felt so right nor sane
and the use of it makes me cringe
but now it's how i live
thank you, world, for your spare time
but my clock is ticking
and i hate goodbye's.

watch me go, like you did before
hear my wings soar
and rip through the clearing sky
have no more tears to flow
through those gated eyes
closed for repair
when you tore off the open sign

keep running from the truth
when time hasn't been good to you
tell yourself to be strong
when there's no room for it inside
cherish the moments together
when it might be your last

for this one last chance,
has passed

the lines disconnect,
one is broken
one is innocent.
the house she lives in
tears wallpaper from its roots,
while her house
smells like the finest fruit.
her face is irrelevant
walking across streets,
while the other smiles
and looks at her feet.
one loves the other
one is still clueless,
while the lines cut
and both are in ruins.
she didn't exist
before she met her,
and her life was in shambles
before their first words.
they didn't know how fast
time would relapse,
but soon friendship
came to a close.
no matter what happened,
they were always in false hope.
while one hides away
the other sprouts free,
without recognition
of how all this came to be.
she sits in her room at home
swimming in daydreams,
as her missing piece
sways with another short
"maybe."

Circling the water
I find myself a halve
Of what's left to be the world
A bright star so far
I can only reach within this small shine
A speck consisting of nothing more than myself
A thought and a shape
Air can lift me but with what wind?
Seasons clash
And I'm still so adorned with the lost
Not accompanied with myself
To whom I bear to look through
Circling the water

a cluster of pictures
can cause you to tremble
within seconds.
a bubble of hope
in the frames
you put them in.
they sing a tune
shredding through your ears
making cracks appear.
no longer a scene
you can look back to
with joy,
smash them
burn them
**** them with swords.
a picture you keep
out of all the gore
can make you smile
in triumph,
for at least
you have no more.

If I were a lightning bolt
Shattering from the sky,
People around me would crumble
Into seas of demise

The anger that puts you into fear
Can never be explained,
But take a look inside yourself
And see the lightning change

A thought of 'what if?'
Is asked far too many times
A bubble of oblivion
Is not meant for your young eyes

So let words do justice
In a bright, new exchange
From corpses to new souls
Trust me,

Your lightning will change

I lost a girl, who thought nothing of herself
She was a catch that i let slip away
Slowly and surely, she picked herself up
From where i left her to stay
Grew impatient of my delinquent ways
Sailed off to find a new place
Saying, "what a waste"
But i thought it had let me grow
Of course, from being let go
Because learning from this, has furthermore changed my low
Into something so right i never thought it was wrong
To loose something so special
And come out free, independent
I knew loosing her was more than an agreement