Stare out
Into the skyline.
Look at
The wavering distance.

Where the illusion of
The sky on fire,
Hinders the word
From hearts of ire.

Golden silver,
Midnight blue.
Let the storm,
Bring morning dew.

Crashing waves,
Flickering lights.
And off into the distance,
You let out the sigh.

I am not blind
It's just that there is no difference
Between darkness
And light

I am not deaf
It's only that the noise of
Life begone and
Silence is all that's left

Maybe it's better
Rather than
To close your eyes
And shut your ears

To live
Only to
d i e

It is strange. Life is strange.

To think that you are this person.
This amazing, gifted person.
That you are able to see the light through darkness.
That you are able to see stars when the clouds have wrecked their havoc upon this ground.

The belief that you are something more.
The belief that your pieces create more than just a pretty picture.

But in reality you're not.

Because all you ever were was sorry.

And it's still not good enough.

I used to fear the dark.

I was afraid of the monsters under my bed.

Then I grew up.

I came to fear the light.

It was just all too bright, all too much.

Then I met you.

I started to believe.

In light, in dark.

In you, in me.

Then suddenly,

You’re gone.

You took the light with you.

And you left me in the dark with

The greatest monster of all.


**Love.

Scream.
Scream into the sky.
For one day I will be with the stars,
And I will hear your voice
Once more.

To hope is to catch falling stars.

You wait with open arms.
You are waiting.
Waiting for something.
Waiting for something that you know will be beautiful.

You are waiting for something beautiful.

You wait with your hands spread like butterfly wings.
You are waiting.
Waiting.
Anticipating.
Knowing.
Not knowing.
The Pain
That will burn you alive.

It will burn you.

Till there's nothing left but ashes.

It will burn you.



And set you free.

I will paint these scars,
Silver and Gold.
For these are the wars,
With stories untold.

It is not true
That when someone you love
Passes away
It rains

If it was true
Then
The rain
Would never stop

The sun
Does not
Stop
Shining

So
You should
Not stop
Either

Every step
An echo
Every breath
Wasn’t sure if it was the last

Walking through
Misery and pain
I catch the tears
Of a fallen night rain

It has been long since
The sky has smiled upon
This barren land
Which I once called home

Trapped
This broken heart
Has forgotten hope
In a falling star

I know I'm wasting time
Keeping you on my mind
but I don't know what to do
All I can think of is you

There are some things to be said
Everything or about nothing at all
Yet I'd rather go to bed
Than stay up waiting for your call

I look up into the sky
I close my eyes
Trying not to cry
Holding in a sigh

I just want you to be happy
No, I will no longer ask
My hope for you is one day
You'll let your love last

I'm not sorry
             for loving you

                            I'm sorry
                                    because I wasn't good enough
                                             to be worth fighting for
                                                    I wasn't good enough
                                                          ­ to be worth the time
                                                            ­          worth the wait

                                                           ­                         I'm sorry
                                                           ­                               because I loved you
                                                             ­                                             I love you


and it wasn't enough
        to make you stay

trying to think of the words to say,
trying to live,
it's not so different.

it's not so different from riding a bike,
falling and scraping your knees,
until you learn to find your balance.

it's not so different from breathing,
inhale,
exhale,
until you flow freely with the wind.

it's not so different from slaying dragons,
over and over again,
until you find the golden egg.

it's not so different from the stars,
stringing them into constellations,
until you're lost in the Milky Way

Life,
it's not so different.
you just need the write words to say.