I'll lie and say I don't care
but I do, I care so much it feels as though
my chest will explode with the pain of it.

There was an Old Man with a flute,
A sarpint ran into his boot;
But he played daay and night,
Till the sarpint took flight,
And avoided that man with a flute.

Whatever your name was
Thats what they called you
You had some tattoo on the back of your neck
It was a star and some roses I think
I gave you forty dollars
and you gave me alcohol
You got me drunk
I poured a cup and mixed it up
and drank till I was spinning
on the tip of your tongue and you were thirty miles away when we were thirty centimeters apart
And you did not flinch when I accidentally burned you with my smoke
You just smiled
and I took a shot of your ***
And I chugged the rest of you beer
You left me faster than I could come down
and All I Want Is Bones?

Broken-hearted she stand,
Seeking for sweet revenge,
To destroy his future plans.

Cheating was his doing,
Without her knowing.
Didn't plan on revealing,
Wanted to keep her in the dark dwelling.

Didn’t want to admit,
He was the one unfit,
To be her missing bit.

With her intentions,
To strive for vengeance,
She creates new extensions,
Adding to her inventions.

As demolishing takes precious time,
To fix this awful crime.

Goodbye for now my friend,
This won’t be the end.

You see the beauty.
I see only questions
which need no answers.
I am at once
vulnerable and defiant.

You cut through the pretence
of the important trivial things.
The morning news
is enough to bring me down.

I sulk in bed, wondering
what is the point of getting up.
You make sure I find one every day.

You know the significance
of not taking my navel-gazing
too seriously.

And when I despair at the futility
of trying to fix the broken world,
you show me with your endless zeal
and unwavering hope
that just trying
can make all the difference.

"The problem with suicide is that when it becomes an option in your mind, it's always an option."