I am now flying
Flying to the high
If I could  find
Lost identity of my

The very worst of demons are the ones that can't be destroyed because they are a part of you

We stopped asking questions
Because we were too afraid to
Know the answers.

this is the moon's
quiet rose, the unfolding
of the clouds, tranquility
resting her head,
the beautiful sea.

night melts her leaves
on the winds
carrying the cloudy
scurry of the sky
to the cindery lanes.

The words that go unspoken actually make the most noise.

"How can you crave something deeper from another, when you refuse to look past the skin..?"

If you were broken, and i had the parts to fix you
i would work on you both night and day
but, i'm afraid the parts that i use would mix you
and take the best parts of you away