In love, nothing exists between heart and heart.
Speech is born out of longing,
True description from the real taste.
The one who tastes, knows;
the one who explains, lies.
How can you describe the true form of Something
In whose presence you are blotted out?
And in whose being you still exist?
And who lives as a sign for your journey?

It is far enough away to
not dream about it.
However,
I am locked in this box and
insanity is setting in.
Watching the days paint
tainted ideas all over my prison.
Hidden from humanity,
I can only hope for a dream.
It will never come back to me,
no matter how hard I try.

How may I help you sir?
I am working on my customer service.
This is my new home.
Surrounded by thoughts and hard steel.
Would you like a tour?
Do you really have to go?
Okay than.

I am like a bull in a china shop.
Crashing into the walls and causing destruction.
Laughing all the while.
No one deserves to see me.
In a pile of broken glass and shelving.
Red,
blue,
yellow,
hatred.

The box has a slit in it.
I watch a curtain,
floral print and torn,
flow outside a window.
The building is falling down.
A testament to this area.
It knows what freedom is.
If these red bricks could tell their tale.
It would put everyone to sleep.

I will sleep tonight in my box.
Wishing the world away,
hoping for the axis to re-direct.
Saving my screams for a different day.
What will tomorrow bring?
Hours,
minutes,
seconds.
A countdown to the...
Let's count backwards.

If I threw an apple into a well,
would it splash or float?
The apple will never forget.

Rip out this still beating heart,
Then call how you did it a art,
I'll still forever be yours,
Even if we live on different shores,
The pain you've caused,
The way you pointed out my flaws,
The wounds you make,
The hearts you break,
The lies you tell,
The day you made my life a hell,
None of those matter to me,
Don't you see,
I need you,
But you never knew,
Living in your head,
Pretending I was dead,
When I cried,
You just sighed,
I'm sorry for the disappointment,
And for my smile now bent,
Please forgive me,
And don't leave

I'm sorry if i say dumb things sometimes
Can't you read in between the lines
No, honest I feel fine
Just waiting for you to stop giving me a mixed sign
You done talking yet?
Why can't I just forget
But since I do have second thoughts
Its probably why I have so many stomach knots
In the end you're just playing with me right?
Well don't worry I'm not going down without a fight
Are you even listening to me
Or are you hoping that i'll just flee

Dozens of dreams
  rough dreams
   fun dreams
    beautiful dreams

They are all
  ******* in my sheets
   but you're never there,
    never there.

N
    e
      v
        e
          r

        h
          e
    ­        r
              e
  to rescue me,
   to save me.
    Why are you never here?
  (someone else always is)