you and i have been the moon and sea
clouds and trees
never and infinity

we have been earth and sky
day and night
from the darkness comes your light

it's in your sea salt tears
my stardust air
you and i are everywhere

we shall meet again
death is not the end
in another life
our story begins

and so we mourn again
another queer girl killed
at the red hands of men

a bullet meant for another
and a thousand hearts bleed

an old wound reopened
a pain that never fades

and so we dig a grave
another queer girl killed
time to bury our gays

They look at you like you're the sun
too bright

You give them light and life
but they look at their shadows
and blame you for the darkness
it's always the sun's fault

don't you know you burn too hot on cloudless days?
don't you care how cold it gets when you're away?

well, maybe you never wanted to be the sun
maybe you don't know how to be anything else

Find me praying to the trees
Find me talking with the leaves
Find me with my head in the ground
and my feet stuck in the clouds

I'll tell you its easier this way -
to walk along the air's byways
if I keep my eyes shut tight
and shy away from the light

They carve away my saccharine heart,
arteries and all,
leaving behind a peach pit
encased in cyanide walls

The sugar would have killed me -
the sentimentality cementing me in the past
They meant to set me free,
but there is little worse
than choking on my own apathy

i. First comes the calm

Hold it in
Keep it close
Never let them see
the clouds and wind and rain
edging in,
past the coast
or else they'll flee
Take your time
to build up strength 
You'll need it in the coming days

ii. Then comes the storm

Racing heart
Sweaty palms
The rain clouds burst
Let it out
Let them see
what you've become
and what they've done,
though you'll likely regret it
come morning sun

iii. The calm always returns again

Look at this mess
You've done it again
See what happens
when you let emotion win?
Grab a mop, a broom
and, maybe, a friend or two
Clean up the mistakes,
hide them away,
and save them for a rainy day

The wind blows on a listless night
and I remember the one's left behind
They're calling out to me
from the rustling tree leaves
No louder than a whisper
No softer than a scream