Darkness is brilliant
it steals your uniqueness
for hours, without asking
leaving you there asleep
eyes closed like everyone else
dulling the senses enough
so the dreams climb in
and corrupt the peaceful minds
or settle the overworked ones
Darkness may be brilliant
but I'm still wide awake
laying there, endless hours
drawing close that thread
of sleep I need
thinking, and thinking
wishing I could cut ties
with all my senses
so Darkness could outsmart me

I don't know the end or the start
see time isn't something I can outsmart
but if I may, I'd like to steal your heart
and never let this dream depart
what we have, is unexplainable like beautiful art

Like a piece of meat with bone inside
laying there, trying to seem solid
wanting to be a journal to which you confide
trying but failing to be
Our hearts were bound to collide
but time is sand falling, eroding the foundation
falling through these fingers while you decide

a predictable surprise
on a day
spent in pews
laid on the bed
and let the weight
shrink the springs beneath
wow
a pressure has hit my chest
thrown from my phone
i agreed
because the winds had changed
and no longer kept our sails
full and blowing
slowly our ship sunk
and now rests, silently
on my chest
a surprise none the less

boil your ego in a mason jar
swallow that lump
and pray for some CPR
seal down the cap
act like your not racing a burning cigar
aim for the darkest behind
and help heal her visible scar
play the surgeon behind the glass
so you can be that guy you know you are

wake, wake up beautiful
see the sky
its almost as wonderful as you
this morning
its bright and alive
matching my heart
a little to much
to cause me comfort

a gut empty
flipped and twirling
round and round
a deep pain
a ripping hollow feeling
spinning intestines
tight through your fingers
soft delicate fingers
feeding fire to my insides
letting the burn
take hold of an
empty sick stomach