They all asked of the spark that had gone,
From my heart that was once lit with vigorous flame,
Eyes that used to glimmer starlight has now turned to stone,
As though I'm a soul Medusa has tamed,
The fire put out by the dripping of blood from my bleeding heart,
The tears of my weep had made the firewood too damped for a fire to start,
It takes two rocks to start a fire,
You are who I need to make my days brighter,
But you left,
I can't help but to cry,
You said it yourself,
That it's okay to lie,
So I said "I'm fine",
I lied,but I'll just stay under these dark skies in clandestine.

I live in my mind,
A sea of ink therein I dwell,
Drowning me painting me dark,
The sun is dead,left his lover no more than a ball of rock,
No difference between day and night,
No way to tell the time,
My heart is out of sight,
Went out to do more crime,
My soul devoid of light,
No cure for a billion dime,
Amidst these curses,
At least I am awake,
And heaven has offered me salvation,
A pen in the grasp of my hand,
And an endless ink around me,
The more I use,The more I'm free.

We desire mutual understandings,
Yet spare no effort in understanding,
And fear that when we are understood.

I live in my heart,
Where the walls are ruptured,
Rend by my thoughts of her words,
It bleeds with every beat,
It hurts every second torture every minute,
The atmosphere either red,green or blue,
It's all 3 when I'm seeing you,
Don't come close my dear,
For my heart would beat faster,
Such pain impossible to endure,
And your words,it never cure,
Now I know your love hurts for sure,
Yet I don't know what I keep my heart open for,
And I'm not sure why I'm still waiting for you to slam open my bedroom door.

Poems are more than just rhymes,
It's about shards of your soul that you hid beneath what you wrote,
How hard you've fought,
Againts the Devil within your mind, because the thought of sharing a piece of yourself with others are not seen eye to eye ,
between you and the fiery beast that haunts your life.
They said that their hearts relate,
Do they meant what they said?
Were their hearts torched by the same flame that was raging within yours?
Were their backs burdened by the same load the heavens had placed on yours?
From where we are standing,It's easy to admit that the stars are all the same,
Up close,we can see the slightest difference within their flare.

I know no darkness nor nights,
for every moment with you is bright.

-"What is a sun?" he asked,
"The sun provides us with light and warmth" she answered.
He looked at her with great understanding and said "so you're the sun"

Your blood cascades through your cuts,
I don't dare ask if it hurts,
Because I know you can't tell apart,
Whether it's the cut,or your heart,
Yet I beg,keep those blades away,
For you can rive yourself a million time,a billion way,
But the blood you'll bleed would still be red,
As your blues would only continue to suffocate.