One window is all I need
To veil my complex side
To whimper, weep, and wallow
in the despair I am in

One window is all I need
To cast aside my fears and tribulations
To finally hear the song within me

One window is all I need
To dream the nightmares away
To see past what is real, and what is just
an imagination conjured up by my foolish mind

One window is all I need
To see past my imperfections

One window is all that is needed
for this taciturn lady to bring to light
her darker side
To realize that she is not alone
To understand that once in a while, it would never hurt
to lean on someones shoulder
instead of trying to bear the weight of the world alone

One window is all that is needed
To understand her

I'm the pi diameter,
walking razor bladed edge.
Eternally flying the circle
like a great carrion bird
living on half rotten throw away filth.
Make me your center,
the main point in your graph,
diameter divided by two.
Enfold me completely with your area
and I'll wrap you as well.
But I'm the pi diameter,
bound to follow the path
that is furthest away.

Lost in a world of the author's making,
Coffee and tea
Are the good company since twenty

Laying on the rotten floorboards
With fictions clutched to chest
Teary eyes,
Sober lips,
Storms and rainy night are singing

Past 12,
And you realized,
The sound of the piano ;
The pauses between the notes
That's where your heart resides.