Why is the truth so hard to speak?
Even with those you keep so close
They are like secrets swept under the rug,
Words only for you to repeat

You feel as if revealing these words would make you vulnerable,
Would make your darkness regrets evident
And the thought of it makes you swell up and explode
Even if they are so close, you see them as malevolent

So why do we hide our deepest feelings?
Why do we refuse to share our true emotions?
Even if we wear our hearts on our sleeves
Your secrets, you plan on never revealing.
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how does one refrain from destroying themselves
how do you stop yourself from reliving yourself
to not repeat the same mistakes again
and to not destroy yourself today

I wish I could play the notes of my heart, on keys of black and white for all the see
I would play until my fingers bleed, I would sing of my love and I would sing of my hate
I would play until my heart, twists and bleeds but I would sing forever and until its too late
And if my notes speak a thousand words, I hope that she would hear every song from me
But still, I can’t rest and I cannot stop playing- forever I must keep singing, I must proceed
Surely if I stop, then she will fade away like the dust that’s rests upon the keys, I must play until my fingers break
The strings of my instruments, the keys of my art, the ink on my brush is the only thing that will sedate
That will coerce my heart and release me from the shackles of my romance and set my songs free
For I don’t have much time, my throat and my heart is weak but I cannot understand why I keep playing
My fingers are pained and sore, my voice shakes and my notes break but still I sing
For I don’t know why I continue to sing because it brings me great pain and great sorrow
This romance consumes me, this lust and this burden is why my heart and my soul is decaying
I am weak, so weak and I continue to rehearse my words for her, why I continue to cling
For if I do not continue to sing, I may not be able to tomorrow -

Magnificent was the colour of the skies and the rain that danced on our bare skin.
Magnificent was the fingers that interlaced, like soft lips and soft bodies, soft eyes
Magnificent was the taste of her love and ecstasy brought with each touch tonight
Magnificent I felt, my hands all over her heart, her body, I did not know where to begin
Magnificent you were, melting under the heat through the cracks of my fingers, astonishing
How do I even describe, the burning feelings, the feeling that swallowed me whole drowning in the lies
Our dance, tempting and I cannot resist until the end of the song, until the end of time.
I know of its nature, I know it’s wrong but why do I still continue, still continue to sin?
Magnificent you were, drowning in my arms, feeling each and every moment fill you up
Magnificent was the night, the day, the afternoon. The sun sets and burns, the orange of the sky fills your room
Magnificent, magnificent, your voice will break if you continue on and whine like that
Magnificent was each touch, sensual and breathless, my hands trailing down her soul and into her mind, ready to corrupt
Magnificent was the smell of lust, the revival of each burning passion felt that will lead to my doom
Magnificent, Magnificent was she sitting in heaven alone, perhaps my heart isn’t good enough, just not good enough for that. -