Are you happy now?
Don't pretend you're okay.
Don't say it's just another day,
Because I know the truth.
I can see it in your face.
Those puffy eyes..
I remember them.
On mine.

I remember the past, infatuation.
Just breathe, pull it all back in.
Ignore it, shove it past the gates.
The gates of your imagination.
Focus on the now.
Things will work out.
Don't worry about what's happened.
Focus on doing things different.
You can make it.

I can't take back the things that I did,
But I sure as hell wish that I could.
If I could, just turn around and apologize.
And make everything better, I would.
If I could sweep memories away,
Make it as if it had never happened.
I'd probably do it everyday.

But this isn't a fantasy,
It's a very real reality.
I should stop crying.
Stop denying.
Disappear.
I won't.


Because it's impossible.

she gets nervous when a steady rain breaks out
he eyes jet across the grey sky
as her fingers grip a stranglehold on her
lace dreams
the rain cools the summer day
releasing its wet magics
to pool in the shallows
quiet in her revere she mumbles madness at the
sharp edge of afternoon
forlorn she wails in silent apocalypse
at the torn things that could have been
at the tattered flag of empire
which she grew up believing in
her sorrow knows no bounds
as her kinship to the trespassing moon knows no love
she will wait out the rain
hoping to heal
but knowing that only time passes
all else waits to be resolved in the crucible of dreams
the rain begins to ease
its liquid sound kissing the ear
as she moves into the remains of sunlight
she will survive
and so will her tears

I try to look brave, confident and strong
in front of everyone, it may be wrong.
It's because I learned to hide
what I really feel inside.
Even if it kills me, I am too proud
to show the real me to the crowd.
Unlike most people I always thought
it's better to have regrets than remorses.
So yes I'm dying behind my disguise
but you'll never see it through my eyes.

She leaves me
with secret flowers

each has
a broken heart

and purple petals
for me to hide

and memories
I can't ....

my mind is blank.
void,
like space?
but space has stars..
or galaxies,
or planetary systems,
or planets,
or earth-like environments,
or people living
on these earth-like environments,
or extraterrestrial intelligent beings,
or intelligent minds or perspicacious thoughts
on how things narrow down to a single idea..
that everything is **void