When did I become so unhappy?
When did I want to die?
When did I wake up every morning?
Trying hard not to cry

When did you leave me?
Why didn’t you stay
Why can’t I live without you
Not even a day

It’s been over a year
You’ve moved on, I have not
What do I do now?
I don’t have a shot

You are with another
She’s queen of the year
With a ring on her finger
It’s too hard to bear

I lie in my bed
It hurts to get up
I’ll sit here and drink
The poison from my cup

I cannot forget you
How much I do try
I’m done with this life
No more tears to dry

يأتي الربيع ضاحكا و مبتسما                                                                                                و جميلا و رائعا و بهيا و كل شيء فيه                                                                                    يدل عليه ...                                                                                                                     انه ابداع الله على كوكبنا الجميل ...                                                                                         ان الله جميل و يحب الجمال ...                                                                                              اعيننا تقرأ كل معاني الربيع                                                                                                 الموجودة امامها ...                                                                                                            من يرى ليس                                                                                                                   كمن يسمع ...                                                                                                                   انه الربيع الجميل بيننا ...                                                                                             ____________________

You ain't no damsel in distress
I might have saved you once
But I retired this S on my chest
I tried to love you
But your just kryptonite In a Sunday's dress
You might have been the one once a midnight dream
But I get my power from the sun
So go out and have fun don't worry about me
No more saving hearts
Not everything in superman can heal as fast as my body parts
Your blue eyes were my weakness
My love for you was like a nerds love for comic con
I would've held a ton of bricks to help you cross this bridge
But now I'm tearing it down
With a gust of wind from within
Loving you has changed me
I'm not the superman I use to be

you said you could hold the sun in your fist
and call nightingales when you were ******
that all the deceptions made it easier to trust
and you could see the stars leaking dust

you pulled out sections of your hair
raked your scalp, saying life was fair
and sank your teeth into my arm
saying it wouldn't cause me any harm

you broke the dish and crowed it fate
sent words forth to muddy the slate
and when I cried and begged for less
you told me I was a reckless mess

you carved up pieces, embraced the floor
told me I should have dreamt of more
I dried my tears and latched the gate
your truth whispered, it's far too late

you were the artist, painting colours on skin
sang words of love, such sweet impeccable sin
and some days I can't find where they end and I begin
despite escaping I still cradle you within.

Vintage fabric, over lapping tan skin,
Flesh blushed red,
Cheek bones with more structure than your,
Life,
Live loudly boldly with no apology,
He said the confidence is eating me away,
I can't figure you out girl,
You're cryptography,
I can't fall in love with quaters of your body,
It's all or none,
You demand everything at once,
There so much room for seduction,
But I kept walking on by,
You don't fall in love with childhood friends,
To become friends with benifits,
To become nothing at all,
Except the memory of skin on flesh,
We have this conversation with our eyes,
As you tie the bathing suit back into place.

I spent a night with Mandy, our smiles
quaking lips and arms around strangers as
the darkness receded and the stars couldn't be
seen but they could be felt; sound itself visible
in the vibrations of glass and the heady movements
of living and your taste tripping upon my tongue.

Tonight Mandy has left me, smiles
borrowed now a debt to be paid as dusk
approaches. I miss you; my arms ache
to remember holding your body
years past as you came back down
from the music in the stars of the sky
and I was there to laugh and
dry tears and force the darkness to recede.

They call me Jack! A Jack the Lad
a man who likes to go out late.
I must confess that I'm a cad
and often seen in Aldegate.

Whitechapel and Spittlefield
are other locations I frequent.
Tis where I often draw my yield
and nay for that I'll not lament.

Inspired by my ill repute,
repugnant chanting of my name,
I'll seek and find a *******,
commencing to secure my fame.

Reference books cannot advise
what two skilled hands can show.
Exacting cuts when I excise,
instructing where my blade doth flow.

My first, Miss Nichols, I recall,
whom blinded by the lure of coin,
into my clutches she did fall
and she, I did indeed refine.

Chapman then I did impress
with incision so demanding.
Nothing taken to excess
an ***** now made outstanding.

Stride and Eddowes in one night
but fortune demanded I should race.
Though well presented to the light,
embarrassment is my disgrace.

My final lady played the game,
Miss Kelly whom at my insistence.
She alone recoiled my fame,
my very own Piece de Resistance.

I love to sleep
To escape the day
I keep dreaming of you
You will not go away

During my waking hours
And darkest nights
You are always there
I can’t win this fight

I wake up
I don’t know what’s true
I look around
I can’t find you

I want to sleep every hour away
If I don’t wake up, will you stay?

You kissed her on the cheek and still remember the way her eyes crinkled as she smiled
Maybe you did it because you just didn't know what to say
Maybe it was the last time you'd get to

It's the kind of kiss you still think about years later
A neural pathway dedicated to that snippet of time, firing, firing
Devastating and vivid
A chance to live it again and again

Throwing pebbles trying to wake you
The moon light is dim tonight
I grab one more and it went crashing through
Splitting the glass like cracked wood
I quickly held up a boom box
To play our song
But instead the sounds of *** noises and moans slither through the speakers
Someone has switched my tape
Plan B a mariachi band tag along with me
Actually they were just three randoms I ran into on the street
So the piercing noise they're making has polluted the air waves  
Rapping your ear
All off tune
There strings ripping apart as they play
Neighbor dogs bay
I finally wave them off saving the day
Or the rest of this night
Now we're at plan G
I skipped C D E and F
Unless you want to see a synchronized dance I made to gone gone
With a hobo who seemed to have rhythm
But only when he's filthy drunk
But plan G will save me and this night
Ready to get off your lawn
The mosquitoes are starting to swarm So here goes plan G a symphony of notes coming from me
Aiming to sweep you off your feet
Hopefully you don't fall from your window
As I start to sing a breeze carry the notes
Turing it into a sweet tune
Dogs howl
Approving
And as you smile and stare
Your eyes shine in the moonlight like pearls
Giving me courage to sing to the heavens
I try to hit high note
My throat cracks and it comes off more like a quack
You laugh
I'm such a hopeless romantic