In my rush to empty you from me


I spilled a small drop of myself


I'll keep pouring you away...


Perhaps the parts of me that spill with you


Were never really me.

There's a spark in your eyes that makes me jealous...

Even hope doesn't shimmer that bright.

...

look in to my eyes.

down, down, down it goes.
this abyss of nothing whole.

galaxies made of broken pieces of me.
hollowed voices drift from every chasm of a fractured soul.

this darkness is greedy.

so close your eyes, and pull yourself away.

before

these hollowed voices beguile you,

before

galaxies transfix your gaze and siphon your light.

so close your eyes, and pull yourself away.

Because there's a glint in my eye, that's beginning to make you jealous.

I want nothing and everything in order,

Every shade of pink,

And hue of blue,

I’ll paint every edge and corner of my mind with every colour of you.

Falling in Love with you was like drowning in an Ocean.

There came a point when

My lungs stopped screaming.

Panic turned to Peace.

I closed my eyes and there was calm.

There's this spider I know.
He sits on my lips,
Weaving webs of pure silk.
To trap in my lies...
...those little black flies..
For what horror would ensue
should one but slip.
What havoc I'd wreak
Upon my web of silk...
...now oh so weak.
For there is never just one.
Now there's a hole!

I'm done!

And out they would swarm!
A cloud thick as smoke.

Oh those little black flies....
They'd be my demise...
Should one but slip.
I could choke.

You remind me of Jazz.

The way you sway in and out of my mind.
So gently.
So boldly.
The way you pull me along with the pining in your voice.
Lulling me in to memories of our false Joy.